We couldn’t make it to the Cooper River Bridge Run in Charleston this year, so we ran our own little 10K here in Portland. I was originally going to do this on my own, but Cara guessed my plan and volunteered to join me. She got a little more than she expected, though. The wind was murder.
When I was in New England, one of the things I missed was the Cooper River Bridge Run. It’s a 10K Race in Charleston, South Carolina which seems to get bigger and more popular each year. This year I was back, and I had Cara with me.
Another year, another Cooper River Bridge Run. This year was different because I wasn’t running alone. My friend Ron drove down to Charleston for his very first 10K race, so I went a little slower so I could stick with him. After all, it would be kind of rude to invite him to Charleston and then leave him behind in a crowd of thousands.
March 31, 2007 was the day of the 30th Annual Cooper River Bridge Run, and I was right there in the middle of it. This year I had more trouble with the crowds, and it shows in my times when compared with last year. That’s okay, though. Unless you’re a professional runner, this event is more for fun than anything else.
Another year has gone by, and I’ve participated in my second Cooper River Bridge Run. This year was much nicer for me than last year, and the weather was rather cooperative as well.
I was looking over the list of my articles, and I noticed that I was exactly one race short of a complete race history. I was missing my first official race: The 2005 Cooper River Bridge Run. So here I am, writing this article in October of 2007. Better late than never, I suppose.