Huz and I after the Newtown 5k. You can see part of my much-loved Fit to Fight shirt. I'm rockin' the sweatband because I wasn't feeling like a hat or visor (it was overcast when we left the house, I regretted that a little when the sun came out) but there is still nothing worse than sweat dripping into a contact lens. Ow. We're both holding beers. (You can't see mine.) It was 10 AM. This is why I love the Newtown 5k. Also, he loves those sunglasses and he totally ran in them.