DISTANCE FROM DENVER: HALF AN HOUR 😉

How I Ended Up Running the BOLDERBoulder 10K
This Memorial Day, I participated in the BOLDERBoulder, a popular 10K race in Boulder, Colorado. This iconic event has been held every year for the past 45 years, and is recognized as America’s All-Time Best 10K by Runner’s World Magazine.
I’ve Never Been Much of a Runner…
I was never much of a runner. Growing up, some of my friends would go for runs at the local track or around the neighborhood, and sometimes… I would join. But I didn’t particularly enjoy running. It just wasn’t my thing.
Cut to last Memorial Day. Jon and a few of our friends all ran in the BOLDERBoulder. I opted to go hang out and support them, rather than join in on the running. It did, however, seem like a super fun race. I was told that along the course of the race, people were handing out shots, and there was even a slip ‘n slide.
The BOLDERBoulder ends inside the University of Colorado Boulder stadium, where runners complete a lap around it to the finish line. I waited for Jon at the stadium as he ran the course.
From Walk-Jog to 6 Miles
After seeing how fun this seemed to partake in, I made it my goal to run the BOLDERBoulder myself in 2025. Despite my historic aversion to running, it seemed like a cool experience worth trying. So, around Labor Day, I began giving running a real try. (Jon and I had also been running the last little bit of many hikes we did that summer.)
I had to build myself up after dipping my toe in, starting by running for a few songs at a time and then taking breaks to walk in between. Once I had a few runs under my belt, I treated myself to a solid pair of running shoes and began running more regularly, aiming for once a week. I eventually reached a point where my minimum preferred run was 3 miles. Leading up to the race, I ran the 6.1-mile distance one time, while the majority of my runs were somewhere around 3-5 miles.
Waking Up and Lacing Up for My First 10k
On race day, Jon and I woke up around 5 am, got ourselves together, and made our way to Boulder. I put on some glitter freckles for a little bit of added fun. My group’s start time was around 7:15 am. Jon’s was before mine, as he was in a faster group. There was a chill in the air, and the sky was overcast, with rain on the horizon. The hope was that it wouldn’t come until the event was over.
Pressing Play and Hitting the Pavement
When the shot went off, it was time to start running. I had already started my Spring Run Vibes playlist a minute-ish before the set start time, so I wouldn’t have to worry. I started the tracking on my watch and began running alongside my crew.
After getting started, the doubt crept in. What did I sign myself up for? I thought. Sure, I’d run this distance before. It wasn’t like it was a half marathon, and I’d been running relatively often, but I still wondered how I’d manage the distance. Eventually, however, that feeling dissipated.
My pace went back and forth between fast-ish and a steady jog. I had spurts of motivation to run on the faster side, passing by other runners, interspersed with moments of slowing down. After my first mile, I saw on my watch that I had run it in 8:33 minutes. I had never run a mile that quickly before. Wow. I couldn’t believe it.
Rain, Shots, and Unicorns
The rain arrived after all. It started as a light mist, which honestly wasn’t so bad. It actually felt kinda refreshing. Soon, it turned into more defined drops, but it wasn’t heavily downpouring, thankfully. Some water got in my eyes, but it wasn’t so bad. Four songs in, “Unwritten” by Natasha Benningfield came on, which felt rather fitting. Yessss Natasha, I am, indeed, feeling the rain on my skin.
Throughout the course, many exciting elements made the race more fun. Yes, some people were handing out shots. No, I did not have any, because running after consuming alcohol sounds highly unpleasant. The booze was reserved for after the race. There were also various people playing live music, dancers, and of course, people holding fun signs and cheering on the runners. I remember a mom and her little girls dressed as unicorns, holding signs that said something about unicorn magic. It was so cute. All of these fun moments put a smile on my face throughout the race, making it all the more exciting. No longer was I questioning my choices. I was having fun, taking it in, and feeling proud of myself for being one of the runners.
The Final Stretch Through the Stadium
I ran and ran through Boulder, and before I knew it, I was in the home stretch. I approached the stadium among a swarm of other runners. This approach involved a slight incline. I’m so close. I couldn’t believe how fast the time had gone by. Soon, we were entering the stadium. Excitement was coursing through me.
We ran into the stadium and began the final push. It didn’t take long before I heard Jon, who had already finished, screaming my name and cheering me on. This gave me even more motivation and made me feel so good. As I got closer to the finish line, I pushed harder and gave it my all, running past a few runners in my swarm and through the finish line. I DID IT! I had to catch my breath. Then, I made my way inside to the post-race area, grabbing little cups of water and Gatorade that people were handing out near the entrance. The woman who handed me the Gatorade had to ask if I was okay, because I was breathing a bit hard. I was doing great.
I Did It!

My finish time was 55 minutes and 45 seconds. The one other time I ran 6.1 miles, it took me an hour and 7 minutes. My goal, my hope, was to finish the race in an hour or less. And I did it! I did it 12 minutes less than the last time I ran that distance. I was so, so happy!
Once inside, I quickly found Jon. The feeling I had was amazing. I was out of breath, but I was incredibly proud of myself. He gassed me up, as he does, which made me beam even more inside. We grabbed our little bags of treats, along with our free beer (yep, at like, 8 am). We chatted with a couple of friends who also ran once we found them, before getting the heck out of the stadium chaos and heading to brunch.
Post-Race Chill and Bloody Marys
The rain and cold were a lot more uncomfortable now that we weren’t running. We walked about 20 minutes to The Buff, where we put our name on the list. During the about 45-minute wait, Jon walked another 8 minutes to the car to grab our jackets.
Once we were seated for brunch, we ordered some drinks. Amazingly, they had a list of cocktails that were 99 cents. I enjoyed two Bloody Marys. (Sadly, they couldn’t make it a Bloody Maria at the 99-cent price.) For my meal, I ate the Buffaquiles.
When our bellies were full, we made the final walk back to the car and headed home. It may have been a gloomy day, but the BOLDERBoulder made it so much fun.
So, Maybe I Don’t Hate Running
I used to hate running. It wasn’t for me. But now, I have a 10K under my belt, and honestly, it was an amazing experience. I would love to participate in more races in the future, and I’ll likely run the BOLDERBoulder again. Maybe I’ll even get cRaZy 🤪and take a shot next time. We’ll see…
My Race Day Playlist
If you really want to put yourself in my shoes and get the full experience I had, here are the songs that played, in order, throughout my race.