OK, it’s official and I really never thought that I would say this, but I am addicted to exercise. If you knew the family I come from, you would be equally shocked because I grew up without an exercise role model and was not encouraged to take pricey after school dance classes, or to participate in athletics at school. I have had to learn on my own. As I have mentioned in a previous post, I have committed to a 10,000 Step a Day program in the quest for improved health in 2011. I have found it nearly impossible to acquire the required number of steps without a good solid hour walk, on the treadmill, or outside, weather permitting.
As I left the gym this morning I was smiling and had a jaunty little bounce in my step. All that walking seems to have a positive effect on me. I know the endorphin theory and I am a believer, but this afternoon when I pondered a second trip to the gym, or perhaps just a walk around the block, I knew I was hooked. I am craving it!
As addictions go, exercise is a nice one to admit to. I don’t think there is even an organization for exercise addicts-haven’t heard of Exercisers Anonymous. I am just going to continue to bask in the sweaty after-glow and contemplate the addition of running to my regime. I am considering the Disneyland 5K. Join me?