The 2011 Cooper River Bridge Run had just wrapped up and I was exhausted. No, not because I woke up at the crack of dawn to run the 10K race — the only physical activity I partake in before noon is the act of making a pot of coffee. Rather, my exhaustion stemmed from the fact that I woke up at 9 a.m. on a Saturday morning to follow my own route to the Bridge Run after-parties.
The first stop was Social Restaurant + Wine Bar, which had teamed up with Racemates to host an exclusive after-party. I tried to blend in with the sweaty post-run crowd as I made my way to the delicious buffet, which included Grand Marnier French toast, while stopping by the crowded bar to indulge in $10 bottomless mimosas. A group of 14-odd runners decked out in full skeleton costumes — including face paint — said they’d won $500 collectively for the best costume during the race. Not wanting to miss any of the other festivities, I eventually bid adieu to my new skeletal friends and raced out the door.
East Bay Street was packed with hordes of runners, but Wild Wing Café seemed almost empty compared to Social. It felt like a typical Friday night at the Market Street bar, except this time the barflies were all wearing workout clothes and some were even sitting on the floor. I decided to forgo the MGD 64 and lemonade cocktails that were on special — even though the beer was one of the run’s sponsors, I upgraded to higher quality brews back in college.
The next stop was Trio Lounge, which was rumored to be filled with runners for the East Shore Athletic Club CRBR after-party. But by noon, the last patrons were finishing their bloody marys and mimosas and trickling out. Clearly, given how late I arrived, my lack of participation in the actual run had become apparent. I retreated, head hanging, hoping to make better time in next year’s after-run festivities.