Why do I photograph Weird Sports? Because people are fucking geniuses.
How else can you explain a 5K run?
Damn right, I’m talking about the running among the walking dead.
Run For Your Lives is the name of the game. To be honest, I had zero idea what to really expect at this race. All I knew was this: zombies chasing after runners outside of Baltimore. If that’s not a prescription for a road trip, nothing is.
Alongside local stud photographer, Mr. Matt Roth, we ventured into the woods to chase after dead meat being chased by dead meat.
Sure, there are nervous laughs and giggles from those coming mano-a-mano with the living dead. But I laughed out loud (yes, LOL!) when a woman screamed: “A clown? Not a clown!”
Folks at the event were very helpful and accommodating. We were encouraged to walk the course and see what we could see.
Even if it was there was a clown in our path.
Runners receive a belt with a few flags. Zombies want brains. And flags. If you finish the race without flags, you’re dead.
The plus side of being dead: you can become a zombie and chase after those suckers still living.
Ok, it’s a small world. Not even two weeks after meeting with cats at the ESPN Mothership, I bumped into Kristy & Katie. Yes, the Barry Twins. They too specialize in Weird Sports and report back to ESPN.com with their findings. An ESPN editor had dropped my name to them just days before. For some reason, he thought we’d have something in common to talk about.
The Barry Twins are way cooler than me: they actually participate. Matt and I met them, along with dedicated friend/videographer Karen Sterling, in the VIP tent. Do yourself a favor and check out their video, yo.
Thanks to Matty R for joining me on my weirdness and making some murderous images. Silliness loves company.
Why am I craving some cerveau, yo?