Addiction

I've been running for only 15 months now and I absolutely love it.  I started running because I needed to switch up and step up my exercise regimen.  Back then my workout consisted of  three times a week for 30 to 35 minutes on the elliptical and twice weekly group exercise classes.  It wasn't bad, but it just wasn't doing the job.  I needed something that would continuously challenge me and make me sweat...sweat profusely.  I began reading running books to learn about shoes, proper form, nutrition and then started doing a few runs on my own and sometimes with a friend.  In January 2009, I joined Team In Training and signed up to run the Rock n Roll Seattle Marathon.  Ever since, I've been hooked.  Running has got me into the the best shape of my life and helped me drop those infamous "last 5 pounds." And the best part is that I could eat whatever I want and it works out for me because runners need carbs to refuel and carbs happen to be my fave.  Pasta, rice and bread...I can't get enough!

Not only do I run so that I could eat whatever I choose, I run because I love the feeling.  And it is the feeling that I'm addicted to.  Every time I plan a run and complete it, I feel a great sense of accomplishment and that I've done something good for myself.  When I've had a bad day, I can go out for a run, have time to think and de-stress, as it also serves as a form of meditation for me, and when I'm finished...I feel a hundred times better.

My husband got me a Garmin for Christmas the year before last and I have a love/hate relationship with that thing.  It tells you the truth and sometimes not what you want to hear...or see for that matter.  Occasionally, I promise myself not to look at it during a run (like today) for fear that what I see will hinder my performance while on a run.  I never thought such a device could have such power over you.  And some days, I can't stop myself from looking at it. Pretty silly, huh.  Oh and I forgot to mention how gigantic it is and looks on my wrist.  I'm not trying to make a fashion statement out there but I'm just sayin'.

Among the miles, I've met many wonderful people, made new friends...

and I've also inspired a few to start such as my husband and brother-in-law.  My husband has been such a great running partner and sets a good pace for me.  He's naturally faster than I so it works great.

Our first Turkey Trot

So I'm already thinking about my next run because, as you know, addicts crave that high and are all about getting that next fix.  I'm planning on 7 to 8 miles this Saturday...my longest run since my last marathon in December.  Until next time...Happy Running!