Falmouth is still my favorite road race! I had such a blast yesterday!
Around 8:30 yesterday morning, Jess and I arrived at the runner drop-off area to take a bus to the start of the race in Woods Hole. When first I saw the lines for the buses, I was like oh, crap, this is going to take forever, but the lines moved quickly.
The race organizers definitely had the buses down to a science: we were counted, put into corrals (while a whole fleet of buses pulled up), and then instructed to get on our respective buses. It was so efficient and well-organized.
A short ride later, Jess and I arrived at Woods Hole where we found our CrossFit friend, Danielle.
And my blog buddy, Dori!
Before we knew it, it was time to line up for the start of the race.
3… 2… 1… GO!
The first few miles of the race are super crowded. (There were 12,800 runners yesterday!) The course is narrow, so runners are packed together and literally running shoulder-to-shoulder at times, which would usually annoy me, but I told myself before the race, I’d take things slow and steady on the first few miles. I didn’t get frustrated and just ran with the crowd.
- Mile 1: 9:25
- Mile 2: 9:23
- Mile 3: 9:19
Slow and steady running = photos opps!
Such a pretty course!
Around mile 3 or so, the course flattened out along Martha’s Vineyard Sound, and I was feeling pretty good at this point. The spectators were pumping me up and making me smile—I loved all of the signs and people spraying hoses to cool off runners. At one point, I even saw a guy, sitting on top of a ladder, with a microphone encouraging runners to start a wave while running the race. Haha! (I wonder if he ever made it happen?) Anyway, I kept trucking along and soaked it all in.
- Mile 4: 9:09
- Mile 5: 9:10
At this point, I wanted to pick up my pace, but I didn’t want to push my luck either. I had a rough UC morning (lots of trips to bathroom, tons of blood), so I didn’t want to encourage an emergency porta-potty stop on the course. But, I told myself if I finished mile 5 and still felt good, I would pick it up. Well, that’s exactly what happened and exactly what I did!
- Mile 6: 8:55
As I approached the final mile of the race, I realized I had a ton of energy left in the tank, so I ran the last mile, including the huge hill at the end, as fast as I could. I seriously sprinted up that big hill (obviously, I made it my bitch) and continued to sprint until I crossed the finish line.
- Mile 7: 7:45
Total time: 1:04:13 (9:03)
Even though it wasn’t a super fast time, I’m honestly thrilled with my race performance. I didn’t stop once to walk, and I ran despite a really bad UC flare. Mal and I actually got into a little tiff before the race because he didn’t think I should run it at all since I’ve been so sick lately, but I’m so glad that I did. I know he’s just looking out for me, but I needed to run that race. Maybe just to prove that I could? I dunno. I hate this disease.
After the race, there was all sorts of food, vendors, and entertainment for runners and their families to enjoy.
When I snapped a picture of these bananas, the guy behind me said: “I hope they smiled.” Haha! Bananas always smile. Duh.
Post-race with Jess!
Question of the Day
How was your weekend? What’d you do?