Paintball. 1992

I used to love playing paintball back in the day. I can think of no greater incentive to run than the threat of bruising. I'm sure many more people could be incentivized to join The Cult of Running if they were chased by people brandishing paintball guns. So many people would run their PB's in races while fleeing their coaches brandishing paintball projectile firearms.

With my friend Adam back in 1992 at a fantastic outdoor paintball facility close to Waterloo.


More recent photos from a few weeks ago when we went to play paintball at Sgt Splatters as part of my frined Jason's Stag. Jason is the gentleman below being chased by the woman we hired to (un)dress as a police officer.