Enjoy the addiction

Hello, my name is Ebe, and I have been addicted to working out for over a year now...



That is how I envision the punch line to jokes other people like to make about those who are willing to bleed, or at least get a blister or two. I could care less about how the "non-fit" view my life and my training. They may express their opinion as often as they like, for I believe people should be free to speak. It is still my choice not to listen. That is the joy of being in control of your life and lifestyle. Fitness does not care what color you are, religion you believe in, or who you are sleeping with. Fitness, to me, is a healthy way to live my life. I do not ask others to partake in my addiction, but often times they do. It is amazing to me how one person can start looking better, feeling better, and being vocal about it, can change the lives of so many around them. I was helped out by a person like that, and I am eternally grateful for the push.

I ran my first long outside run of the year this week. 18 miles in sub 18 degree temps. I loved every second of it...Ok, that’s not quite true. My ipod gave up at mile nine, my ductape shoe covers fell off at mile 12, and my last power gel was more along the lines of a power popsicle. What I loved about it was that I did it. I fed my addiction to push myself to new limits. In 34+ years, I have never run 18 miles consecutively. Now I have.

Go out and feed your addiction for fitness. If you have never felt the joys of pushing yourself farther than you have ever been, give it a try!!!



I look forward to my marathon in April, after I finish a few more long runs.