Race photos. We all have them and sometimes they are really unflattering.
Mine are unflattering MOST of the time. I have the tendency to block out absolutely everything around me and hence am never aware of the photographers lurking in the shadows waiting to capture that perfect moment when I’m drooling all over myself and looking like I’d rather be dead than running in a race.
I always check out the photos online after the race because I like to have a good laugh at my own expense. There has only been about one photo that I look somewhat decent in and since it was my finish line photo from my first half, I pretty much had to buy it.
Recently some of my favorite bloggers have written some very entertaining posts – for example here, here, and here – about their race pics. Every single one of these wonderful people have the ability to smile directly AT the photographers or at the very least look like they are having an okay time, and I’m jealous of their skills. Reading some of these posts also reminded me that there were probably some pictures floating around of me running Sole of the City the other week so I headed over to the Chessie Photo website to check it out.
I also prepared myself for the worst because the last time I ran an event where Chessie Photo was doing the photography the most horrifying photos ever taken in my life surfaced on the Internet. It was Zoo Zoom and in my defense it was freezing outside and I couldn’t feel my face so even if I had seen a photographer lurking, I likely wouldn’t have been able to produce a smile for the camera. I didn’t see any photographers though, leading me to believe that they were perhaps disguised as zoo animals.
So I’m on the Chessie Photo site. I locate myself using the race code and my bib number.
And…huh. These aren’t SO terrible.
Here I am during mile 4.
I know it’s mile 4 due to the brick surface I’m running on, the harbor in the background, and because I realized the photographer was there literally 1 second after this photo was taken. I actually said “DAMMIT” out loud because I was sure it would be joining all my other race photos in the stupid-face collection. I still don’t love my face here, but at least I don’t look like I’m melting. I do like how strong I look. My arms are pretty diesel.
Then there were a bunch of pictures of me snapped at the finish line that are mostly very similar to one another. This is my favorite one:
FIST PUMP WHAT!? I was so jazzed because I already knew I had a PR and I might have been a little excited that I was just about to chick Mr. Bib#2219 right there at the end. My face looks a little doofy, but I think the whole victory aspect cancels that part out.
And then there’s this one:
The obligatory “Shutting Off the Garmin” pic. I was also trying to get a better idea of what my finish time was because I had started so far back in the pack. I like this photo because my face doesn’t suck and my legs look really long. I also just realized that Mr. Bib#2219 and I are shoe twinners! Fun! Pink shirt there on the left looks about one step away from a faceplant. I hope she’s okay.
In all these pictures you can see how Looking At The Camera Impaired I am, but at least they aren’t the worst that ever happened. I still probably won’t buy any of them because they are nothing spectacular, although I do like my victory fist pump. 🙂
Have you ever really loved any of your race photos? Did you love any enough to buy them? Do you have any pics doing a victory fist pump?