I’m not sure if I’ve mentioned this over the past three months but I fucking love my weekends. Especially three day long ones. Seriously, I will never take weekends for granted again. Promises.
Friday night marked B’s return from his work trip so we decided to spend the weekend together. First things first, #CouchTo10k is complete. AND I SURVIVED. I’m just going to put it out there, but I’m pretty proud of myself. I ran 6.2 fucking miles, a mile longer than what I was able to do in training and I ran the entire thing. I did not walk! And I actually was smiling for most of it. There was live music, lots of activities on the sidelines and a lot of awesome people with hoses. The energy was incredible and I’m so glad I got convinced to do it, even if every muscle in my body is crying right now. Let’s just say the beer at the end and the delicious steak B and I devoured afterwards were well deserved. We finished with an 1 hour and 13 minutes that included several water stops to refill our water guns (best idea EVER, by the way. We were able to cool ourselves off while having a little fun with it).
Aside from the successful completion of my very first race, this weekend was jam-packed with awesome (with only a couple hiccups). Saturday we made Nicole’s sweet potato and bacon hash with eggs which was AMAZING. Brunch is becoming our new favorite meal to make together and so far, so good. To tell you all that we did in detail would lead to epic-length novels so to sum it up: we visited the Boulder Creek Fest, had margarita’s on an outdoor patio in the sun, drove up Flagstaff Mountain to Gross Reservoir and B taught me how to skip stones and then we finished the night with stuffed portobello mushrooms and watched The Phantom of the Opera.
Sunday we decided to take a mini road trip along the Peak to Peak highway, one of my favorite drives to take visitors on. We grabbed lunch up in Nederland before heading up to Estes Park to go for a hike to Gem Lake. What a hike! For so much altitude gain it was a fairly easy hike and wow, the views. Colorado, you never fail to amaze me. Sometimes I need to pinch myself just to remember that yes, I really do live here and this is really my life. We hiked up about 1.7 miles to this little lake and froze our asses off, even in our fleece jackets! The wind was pretty intense but it was such a beautiful spot that we didn’t mind too much. That night was pretty low-key after we got back to Boulder. We decided to have sushi for our pre-Bolder Boulder workout and put on March of the Penguins to relax to.
The Bolder Boulder was today which meant a really early wake up call that still put us a little behind schedule, especially when we both forgot our wallets and didn’t remember until we got to the bagel shop, our preferred method of fuel for the morning’s race. Whoops. Finding parking and maneuvering around Boulder was a bitch today but we weren’t complaining too much. The afternoon was spent lying out in the sun drinking this lemonade beer that B brought and napping. We even played darts, did a puzzle and cooked up the biggest steak I’ve ever seen that we had marinaded in teriyaki sauce and chili paste overnight to be our post-race consolation prize. Combined with grilled corn on the cob, awesome. The night was capped with a trip to this self service frozen yogurt place down the street and some more puzzle making.
It was another super fun, lovely weekend. While the back of my legs are a tad burnt and my knees are no longer on speaking terms with me, I had so much fun. I actually enjoyed an event that focused solely on exercising. I KNOW. WHO AM I?
I hope everyone had a great Memorial Day weekend!