Well howdy there. If you’re reading this, you’re either one of the seven people that regularly visit my site, or you’re an inquiring Google traveler who happened to put search for the query “undie run atlanta” or something along those lines, because why else: you’re looking for pictures of yourself! After all, there were many, many people taking pictures throughout the event (including questionable, kind of pervy old people not a part of the event with cameras); why couldn’t there be the possibility that some of them end up on the internet? Well lucky for you, I’m in the habit of sharing the random photos I take from the events I do that I take pictures at. And hopefully for your sake, you find one of yourself.
Who was I? I was that weirdo Asian guy with the championship belt that came to the run like a creepy perv, showing up to an event where people are all in their underwear all by myself. But it’s because I’m gangster like that, not (entirely) because I wanted gawk at women. As hard as it may be to believe if you recall seeing me, I’m actually a pretty avid runner, and for the record I finished the mile run probably within the first 15-20 runners. But yeah, I like to take pictures and post them up on the internet.
As for my thoughts on the event itself, it was fun. It sounded crazy enough when I first heard about it, that it just could have been fun, and I’m definitely glad that I participated. As much as I hate the term, it’s appropriate for this event: YOLO
Thanks to my boys cheetos and rotten banana who chipped a little something in for the cause. I can’t really say that I’d do it again unless I had other people participating with me, but unfortunately all of my local friends are too inhibited, don’t exercise, or any other circumstance which led to me taking it on by myself. Being at the bar by myself in my underwear and a belt was too awkward and too pathetic feeling, but that’s a completely different can of worms.
