My name is Tammy and I’m a runaholic.

I can’t seem to stop thinking about running.  In fact, I think I’m a bit obsessed at this point.  Is there a support group I can join?  Is this just a phase I’m going through?

I’ll be honest with you:  a couple of weeks before running my first half-marathon, I was starting to fantasize about what my life would be like post-race training.  No more long runs for a while.  I’d have my Sundays back.  I’d be able to do Netflix marathons or sit down to read a book.  I could make appointments or do things after work any night I wanted instead of trying to plan things on my scheduled rest days.  I could go out on Saturday nights with my husband and/or friends and drink and eat whatever I wanted without having to worry about um…ahem….tummy issues the next day during my long runs.

The day of the race finally arrived and as I struggled through those last very hot, very tiring 2.1 miles, I kept telling myself that this is it.  After this, I’m done.  I’ll rest.  I’ll take a break.  Netflix, here I come!  Game of Thrones series, I will finally be able to sit down and read you!

Yeah, right.  Those thoughts lasted exactly 24 hours.  By the next day, I was already thinking about how I’d be able to get in one more half-marathon before winter set in.  I was already missing not having a scheduled, training program in my life.  Yesterday, a running co-worker of mine told me about a local half-marathon later next month.  Today, I have a training program all printed out, ready to post on the front of my refrigerator.

I’m re-reading sources regarding nutrition, how to improve pace, yada, yada, yada.  I can’t stop thinking about running.

I’m sick and I need help.

But first, let me just finish this one half-marathon next month, and then I’ll be done.