Holy smokes. It’s been a hot minute, hasn’t it?
I have so much to fill you guys in on. Life has been super overwhelming, exciting and jam-packed with so many changes these last few weeks. In true blogger fashion, I’m going to make you all wait until tomorrow (or Monday?). Because right now I’ve got a BolderBoulder recap to share!
I’ve ran the BolderBoulder every year for the past 7-8 years (can’t remember?), so I’m no stranger to this ‘party’ of a 10k. If you aren’t familiar with the race, it’s a memorial day 10k in the heart of Boulder. A race entry fee not only gets you access to one of the largest races in the country, but also telletubies doing keg stands, doritos on the course and a slip and slide. This isn’t your average 10k, people.
I was contacted by BolderBoulder a few months ago to run + blog about the race. Well, to make things EXTRA fun… Ian got to run the race with me! It was his first race ever (and his first time running over 3 miles), and I’m happy to say he came out relatively unscathed. Except his nipples chafed. And my pants ripped. But, that my friends, is a story for another day (or never).
Memorial Day morning was a rough one. My alarm went off at 5:50 and I actually yelled ‘Who the F is calling me this early?!’ Turn out, it was my alarm. One that came way too soon.
We had moved the entire weekend before, so sleep was a luxury that we couldn’t afford. We had to get all moved/unpacked in a day and a half because let’s be honest, I’m type A and there was no way I was going to come home from work all week with a house that was in shambles.
I digress. After coffee and toast + pb, we headed up to Boulder. We actually made our corral by 5 minutes, but I wasn’t really worried if we ended up having to start with another corral. Past experiences taught me that this isn’t a race to stress about — it’s a super fun event and better to just go with the flow.
The race itself was hard as hell. I have run this race multiple times in the past and yet I severely struggled this time around. My legs felt like lead and I had to take a few walking breaks. I’m assuming that I didn’t drink enough water the day before and that moving/lack of sleep attributed to my low energy. Rookie mistakes I tell ya.
The course is a variation of city/neighborhood running and has a TON of entertainment along the way. You don’t need to run with music because the characters of Boulder are entertainment enough.
You could also eat a full meal on this course, although I don’t recommend it. Blue-kind Doritos (you know which one’s I’m talking about..), donuts, beer, popsicles, oranges, watermelon. It’s like Costco on the weekends except the samples are fattening junk food and you have to run in between stuffing your face.
Even though I literally thought about crashing someone in the neighborhoods party and drinking their beer instead of finishing the race, I drug my slow butt up through Folsom Field and crossed the finish line with my non-runner boyfriend who presumably kicked my ass during his first 10k.
Not kidding, I don’t even think he was out of breath. Kills me.
Speaking of, you’ll be hearing his recap on the blog soon. I’m curious to see what he cranks out. Mostly because he’s an engineer and the extent of his writing assignments are emails and lab write ups. But, he does tend to make me laugh-cry so I’m anxious to hear him recap the story of the time he ran the BB and his nipples got chafed. Vaseline buddy, vaseline.
Our finishing time was 1:07. I then chugged a bottle of water and almost peed my pants. Did I mention my pants were ripped?
This race was definitely one for the books. No where close to a PR, but I did walk away with a few life lessons:
- Your boyfriend might just kick your ass in his first ever race. Be sure to stroke your own ego afterwards to make up for the damage. “OMG THIS IS SO EASY.” No, I’m not bitter. Haha.
- You should probably own more than one pair of pants that you run in. Because pant’s don’t last forever, apparently. Because they may just rip right in the crotch during your race. Yipeee.
- The best kind of 10k’s are the one’s where you can take a detour to slip n’ slide while enjoying the views from our beautiful state.
Thanks for another year of fun, BB!
Disclaimer: Ian and I received free race entries for the race in exchange for this blog post. All opinions are my own… as always.