Actually, that should probably be “for whom do I run?” Those dangling participles are always so irritating.
But that’s not the point.
The point is, something pretty awesome happened, to give even more meaning to my running.
I’ve told the story of what got me started on this running journey, and how I got hooked and keep filling my race calendar.
But this past weekend, I got matched with a very special running buddy, named Z. And Z is one more big reason that I’m going to keep going, as long as I’m able.
I was matched with Z through a group called Who I Run 4. The premise?
“We all have friends who say “run some for me” because they don’t WANT to run… what about those who physically CAN’T run?…”
The purpose of the website is to match runners and other athletes with people who are unable to run or participate in physical activities. Runners and their buddies share stories and pictures, encouraging each other and providing support along the way.
I signed up for a match sometime back in August. While it did take about six weeks to get my match email, I wasn’t that impatient – it meant that there were a lot of people in line, which leads to more awareness for Who I Run 4 and more honorary matches getting runners. All good in my book.
The wait was worth it. Z is awesome and I am so excited to be running in honor of him.
Z lives with his family approximately 1,202 miles away from us. That’s pretty far. Since we were matched, I’ve logged about 13 miles, so only 1,189 to go!
Z is seven years old. He was born at 28 weeks at 2 lbs 13 oz and 14.25 inches long and spent two months in the NICU. He has cerebral palsy, and cannot sit up, crawl or walk and needs assistance with eating. However, he is super smart and funny. He loves the color purple, and singing and the Chicago Cubs. He has a special tricycle that he can ride with his mom’s help, and he loves ice cream (whoo hoo!). He sounds truly amazing, and is clearly a hard working and determined little boy!
I am honored and privileged to be able to dedicate my miles to Z. And I hope that he’s just as excited to have me running for him.
Saturday’s big race is for you, buddy!