Even with the looming prospect of fitting into a wedding gown, the only way Cindy Brandecker could imagine taking up running was if someone were chasing her.
So Ms. Brandecker, 32, has twice paid some $75
to spend a Saturday being pursued by blood-spattered, professionally
made-up hordes of stumbling (and sprinting) dead at Run For Your Lives,
a zombie-themed 5-kilometer (3.1-mile) race that also features
apocalyptic obstacles like a pitch-black smoke-filled house with live
wires.
To receive an “I Survived” medal, runners must
cross the finish line (an electric fence with an 18-inch clearing they
have to squeeze under) with at least one flag intact of the three they
wear on a belt. About 30 percent of the participants earn a medal,
according to company figures, though even the so-called “infected” or
“killed” are allowed to finish the race.
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