Brad Pitt, I am not. For starters, I shower. And shave. And I’m not married to a frea….attractive, movie star gazillionare woman. But most of all, I’m not as photogenic as Brad.
I don’t star in movies or grace the covers of magazines. Which is actually probably a good thing for magazine publishers and movie producers, as putting my mug shot on their cover would translate into immediate loss of subscriptions or doom a flick to sheer and utter failure.
I sure don’t look all that handsome when I’m racing, either. Typically, by the time I see the photographer and think to smile, straighten my back, or improve my running form, it’s too late. I never get that “perfect” picture. I just don’t have good enough timing to get a “good” race picture.
Occassionally, though, I eek out a decent shot. For example, at the recent Rev3 triathlon here in Florida, I had a couple of OK shots taken. I’d like to think I got lucky, but the reality is that it’s more likely that the photographer worked some Photoshop magic before posting the shots.
(Sorry for the big Rev3 watermark on these – I scraped these from the photo site. I’m planning on purchasing them, but just haven’t yet)
I actually really like these pictures. They aren’t quite as if I planned them for a photoshoot, but they aren’t the typical drool and snot-filled or grimacing shots that I normally get taken of me at a race.
But the bonus?!
Rev3 gives every athlete a free photo of them crossing the finish line! Mine is below. I actually tried to plan for a cool shot. I thought about doing a Blazeman roll. I considered jumping. In the end, I decided to just point up in a small gesture of praise. Only you can’t see it in the picture below because I wasn’t fast enough to do it before the photographer took my picture.
I guess timing is everything, huh?