Yesterday I got to meet my latest running buddy with Girls on the Run. This girl is going to be a heartbreaker! I just love chatting with these girls while we do laps around the school. I learned a lot about my buddy, and it’s adorable how excited they are to share about themselves. My buddy is in sixth grade, and she seemed to have so much joy in her.
One thing that struck me as I pulled up to the school for our practice 5k was that most of these girls’ parents can’t make it to see their daughters run. There is another school in our program that is in a fairly well-to-do neighboring town and most of those girls’ running buddies were family members, probably because they didn’t have jobs that they were unable to take time off from in order to be at the practice runs. The disparity in economic status just within a few miles is striking.
I also was angered by a couple women volunteering at my school who cancelled at the last minute, leaving their running buddy without a mentor. I could be wrong, but I suspect it wasn’t some sort of emergency, and to me, nothing less than that is a good enough excuse to bail on a young girl during this important time in her life. Many of these girls end up being marginalized, and GOTR is an opportunity for them to feel empowered and like outsiders care about them. I dunno. It just pissed me off that some people thought it was ok to leave them hanging. When you commit to GOTR, the least you can do is make it to the events that we knew about well in advance.
Sorry/not sorry for the rant.
Our official GOTR 5k race is on Mother’s Day, and when I asked my running buddy if any of her family would be there, she said probably not. I’m very honored to be able to participate with her. I told her that race is all about her and I was just there to enjoy it with her.