still caught on camera

Whenever I run a race, I try to avoid the photographers along the course. I just don't want to be captured on film. I know I have terrible running form complete with the broken left wrist flapping about, the leg shuffle and the gapping mouth. Who wants to see photos of someone who can't run correctly? I certainly don't. But in my attempts to hide behind my fellow runners during the Emerald 12k this past Sunday, I'm still caught on film. Probably because I was wearing the Pamakids jersey. Oh, well. On to the next race.