This is my running tribe, in Folsom Stadium after running today’s 2019 Bolder Boulder. I want to be running with them again, but not in my current condition. The Bolder Boulder is a celebration of running, and for me, that calls for racing. I’d been improving my time over the last ten years and I’m not done yet. I still think I can break 40 minutes, and I’m not running it again until I believe I have a shot at that. Not sure I could break 60 minutes right now.
A young couple drove up from Colorado Springs this weekend to run the Bolder Boulder, and stopped by my house to buy Ellie’s old bunk bed. I would guess they were in their thirties, but man, were they in shape. The man looked like he could play linebacker for a pro team and his wife could have been an elite 400 or 800-meter track star. Seeing people with such perfectly athletic bodies gets me motivated.
I got in a nice five miler on the East Boulder Trail today. The weather was ideal for running, under 60°. I wasn’t alone out there, other runners shied away from the 50,000 runners in Boulder today. I think we had a better view, running among the Blue Flax Flowers, looking down on the valley.