Pink is the color for anything girly and feminine. It can also be the color for strength and resolve as symbolized in the fight against breast cancer. At the recently concluded Color Manila Run of January 6, 2013 pink as well us purple, yellow, blue and green all symbolized fun and gaiety in this running experience where runners where treated with barrage and smoke screen of colors thrown at them by zealous volunteers, me included.
Very early of that “fateful” day, volunteers who are runners themselves, gathered to get ready with their props and materials. Some came ready with their costumes to add spice to the event. After some prayers and instructions given by the head marshal John Henri Mariano, plus the demonstration on how to use the blowers, off we went to our assigned places in the route. The gun start will be at 5 minutes interval starting with the 10K runners at 5:50 a.m. Then several waves of 5K runners follow with the 3K ones behind them. By this time, we are all well prepared with our 7 big buckets of colored powders, gloves, masks and tumblers. A few minutes before the initial salvo of runners, the brass band assigned to our location arrived and set their instruments up. A few rehearsals and they are ready for a reverberating welcome. At the sight of a few elite bodies striding towards us, the one assigned at the blower had it at full revolution while the rest of us excitedly hold on to our tumblers filled with pink powders. By this time, we have all splattered lots and lots of powders on the pavement that the blower will fill the air with and the runners be blinded as we pummel them with more powders.
The succeeding minutes will be a frenzy of runners either criss-crossing to evade us or offering their own bodies as canvas for us to paint colors with. It was hilarious, fun and ecstatic event. Most of the photographers from various media and running groups positioned themselves at our station, being just a few meeting from the starting line, to catch the crowd of runners entering this pink clouded bastion with their lenses. Being gaudily donned in my pink ruffled tutus, golden brown wig and FRD headband, I was video captured giving my spirited speech to an interviewer, which clip was shown in the presentation at the staging area before the gun start. I am slowly becoming accustomed to these seconds of fame slowly eating up my 5 minutes worth!
The onslaught lasted for more than an hour. They came in waves of more seasoned 10K runners to the more family and fun oriented 3K runners. All of them were equally treated to a heavy bombardment of pink powders. In fact there were those not satisfied with our painting job, they splattered themselves off taking a handful of powder from our containers! Those arriving late had our undivided attention and thus became recipient of more “concentrated solutions”. Hehehe…. The more adventurous and imaginative young ones even rolled on the pavement like rolling pins on flour. Due to the amount of pink powders thrown and splattered about, the entirely of the pink area including the surrounding trees were all filled with pink as if pink snow just fell on it. This created a wonderful and dreamy backdrop good for postcard pictorial moments which many took advantage of and unendingly posed themselves for souvenirs. In fact, many times these were done with me included in it making me feel like a mascot!
What best to describe the festivity of the occasion than through the colorful depiction of pictures? So here they are.