We kicked it's ass!

J and I ran in the 32nd Bolder Boulder this weekend. It's a 10K (6.2 Mile) road race that traverses the city streets of beautiful Boulder Colorado and finishes on the 50 yard line of the CU Buffalos football field. It just so happens to be the second largest in the country with nearly 55,000 people that run in it. I can honestly say that I couldn't have imagined what 55,000 people running together looked like until this weekend, but I can tell you that by the time J and I made it up the last hill into the stadium we were both just about done, our legs burned, lungs ached, my feet are covered in blisters, we have both come to the conclusion that we are going to lose some if not all of our toe nails (apparently this happens to runners)...even with all of this. When you cross into a HUGE stadium to thousands of people cheering for you, it elevates you to another place. I have always heard of the "high" that athletes feel when they hear a crowd cheering for them but I have never felt it, until yesterday. As I choked back tears and ran along giving fives to those that would lean into the field, I looked at J and said "this is what it's all about, all the training, all the sweat, all the blood...right here". It was a truly amazing feeling and I can't wait to experience it again.

Here's a picture of the stadium after we got in and were waiting on the professional runners to finish, they go last so the track is clear and everyone can cheer for them. :-)