Why would I and 25,999 others race through this beautiful historic neighborhood instead of soaking in The Big Easy? It was for the Crescent City Classic, one of the largest 10k races in the country.
The crowd ranged from world record holders to walkers that made the 6.2 mile trek solely for the free beer at the after party. The route started in the Central Business District, passed through the French Quarter, then traveled up Esplanade to City Park.
The weather was gorgeous (and not too hot) and the route was flat and wide enough that I didn’t feel like I was going to trip over people when passing. This was a fabulous way to take a tour by foot around New Orleans, and the funnest run I’ve done to date.
There was a party afterwards in City Park with live music, food trucks, snacks, and of course, unlimited free beer. The only downside to the race: thousands of people trying to get back to their parked cars at the start, which was over 3 miles away. There was a free shuttle service, which was a 2+ hour wait when I checked in on it. We thought it’d be brilliant to catch a cab, but everyone else seemed to have the same idea. It became comical to watch medal-adorned runners lining streets of Mid City flagging down cabs that were already full of runners. We decided to take advantage of the beautiful day, rest our soles, and sip on a delicious iced mocha at The Bean Gallery before heading back to the start.