Some races are just so good that everyone wants a chance to run them. The simple word of mouth about how amazing the race is can be enough to drive runners to sign up just for a chance to run the race. That is exactly what describes the Falmouth Road Race and this past Sunday I was fortunate enough to have the opportunity to run this race thanks to the amazing people at BibRave.
I was really excited to run this race as I heard nothing but positive comments about the experience. The race weekend is a four-day event, filled with a really well-done expo, family fun runs, kids’ races, celebrities, and more!
I didn’t have much time to spend at the expo as we were stopping in after being in the car for three hours, but I was there in time to see the Hoyts on stage.
The expo was extremely well put together and made finding things really easy.
Having the expo on Friday and the race on Sunday gave me an extra day to relax after the drive and get one more day of running in before the big race.
Saturday night was a horrific night of sleep. A neighbor had gotten into a bike accident just as I was going to bed and stumbled into my parents’ yard. I went out to put my EMT certification to good use and help him, and ended up having to call 911 which led to three little children waking up from all the commotion. Two of the children easily went back to sleep, however one little child decided that it was going to be party time all night long and boycotted sleep for the entire night.
Good thing he’s cute!
I dragged myself up at 5am the next morning and got ready early to make sure I was able to beat the traffic. Thankfully I made really good time, grabbed a parking spot and headed for the shuttles.
After a nice tour around Falmouth as our bus driver searched for the right route, we were finally on our way.
The walk over to the starting line was full of some great Cape Cod sights and it was so peaceful in the early morning with almost no sound at all, despite the large number of people. Everyone seemed to be collectively just taking in the views…or were collectively wishing they had a cup of coffee at that moment.
I had arrived really early for the race and had a lot of time to kill. Luckily, people watching made it fun.
The wheelchair racers took off about 20 minutes before the
race was to start, so I headed over to the starting line and got ready to run.
Nerves hit as the sun was beating down and things were getting hot. Very hot.
This was my first race in two months and I wasn’t sure how I’d fair against the
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But there wasn’t much time to dwell on it, Meb was there off his Boston Marathon victory to wish us luck and then we were off!
I had been told the first couple miles were hilly, and while there were some inclines, they were definitely nothing too bad. But the views were spectacular!
Before long, I hit the 1 mile mark at 7:55 and was feeling really good! I mean, I was feeling beyond good. I was feeling great! This race was awesome! There were so many people cheering the runners on. It couldn’t last, I thought to myself. But I was wrong.
As each mile ticked by, the number of people on the course cheering the runners on grew exponentially. And the views got better and better with each turn!
I ticked off mile 2 at just after 15 minutes which doing some math in my head meant that I was hitting just around a 7 minute mile pace. Not good! I didn’t think I’d be able to keep that up, and as I pressed through mile 3, the sun was starting to beat down. Mile 3-4 definitely took a toll as the heat made things difficult.
But after taking an energy gel and knowing I had just three miles to go, my legs pushed on. Crowds were lined up and down the beach area of mile and were providing such great distraction from the miles.
We passed through some great neighborhoods where people stood outside showering runners off with their hoses. I weaved into a few and it felt so good!
I hit the last mile marker and couldn’t even see the clock because of the large crowd. Then at the 10K mark I realized it was because that was where the clock was. I hit the 10K point at 48 minutes. I was pacing really strong and was loving it!
Just as it felt like the finish line should be coming soon, a steep incline appeared. Not cool, but not the end of the world as I knew that incline meant a downhill right to a beautiful finish and the stories I heard did not disappoint!
As I crossed the finish, the runner in front of me turned to say “Congrats on a great race!” and I was shocked to see that it was Bill Rodgers congratulating me! What an awesome way to end a great race.
The Falmouth Road Race is an experience not to be missed. It is a lottery to enter, but if you can make the trip to Cape Cod, it is a beautiful race weekend filled with great people and fun times.