Looking together in the same direction.

Looking together in the same direction.
Sea otters hold hands while they sleep so they don't drift apart.

by my favorite poet, Mary Oliver

"Instructions for living a life.

Pay attention.

Be astonished.

Tell about it."

Mary Oliver


Tuesday, May 28, 2019

My Memorial Day

     Yesterday was the 41st annual Bolder Boulder 10k held in Boulder, Colorado.  There were over 50,000 entrants of all ages.  The youngest was 3, but there are many, many older people as well.  By older, I mean people even older than me....LOL...people in their 70s, 80s, 90s.
     It is basically a 6.2 mile party, mostly run in residential areas.  There are bands every few blocks, slip and slides and trampolines on lawns,  kids with super-soakers, residents handing out snacks, belly-dancers, bagpipers and so many costumes.  You forget you are getting exercise. You finish in Folsom Field stadium with thousands of people watching and cheering making you feel like an athlete.
     It is extremely well organized, by necessity.  The 50,000 people are separated into 95 different wave starts... the qualifying waves, running waves, jogging waves, run/walk waves and walk waves.  I'm in one of the many jog waves.  And they have multiple buses running to Boulder so people don't have to drive ....it is time consuming to take the bus but oh so convenient.
     After the race, the elite international runners have their race.  It is so cool to see the great runners up close.
     Finally there is a Memorial Day tribute.  Yesterday they honored Gold Star families.  As always, the National Anthem was played on trumpet by a 94 year old survivor of the Battle of the Bulge....one of the Lucky Eleven.  Taps, 21 gun salute, color guard on mounted horseback, the swearing in of Colorado inductees to all branches of service, skydivers representing all branches of service, and an air force jet-flyover are always moving.

Me and friend Sabrina waiting before the start


Here is a Bolder Boulder race highlights video if you are interested.



     We had a terrible hail storm overnight. 6 hours later I woke up to drifts of hail on the ground.  I haven't been out to check damage yet.  Usually August is our bad hailstorm month.  It is starting early this year.

     Update, I went out for a sunny recovery walk/jog with dog.  It turned out to be a wet jog in the rain/sleet.  At this rate my lawn will be knee high by the 4th of July, as I never can get out to mow it.. You gotta love that wet muddy dog smell that permeates the house.

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