Addicted to Running

Over the past few weeks I have had a few people express what I am calling “concern” about my running habits.  People have said I am “addicted” to running and that it may be an “unhealthy” attachment.  That I am “obsessive” about getting on the road.


In each of these pictures, there is nothing but pure joy on my face.  The picture on the far right is during mile 24 of the last full marathon I ran and I was in excruciating pain, but I was happy to just be running.

I am a 23 year old student with 10,000 commitments (most of them self inflicted).  Unfortunately, as a student I am largely sedentary, though it could be worse if I wasn’t in physical therapy school.  By the time I am done a day of classes I need release.  I need to MOVE MY BODY!  I need to do something outside of staring at my computer screen which will inevitably consume the rest of my night.  I need fresh air, sun on my face and a little soreness in my muscles.  I need to let my mind go.

So if you ask me if I am addicted to running, I will tell you absolutely, 100% yes.  I am addicted to the joy if gives me and the stress relieve I am afforded through it.  But remember this,


So you can call me obsessed if you want, but I know that means my dedication is showing.  My dedication to myself, to my health, to my future kids and to the entirety of my life.