My name is Juls. I am a runaholic. It’s been 7 days since my last run and it has not been easy.
In the first few days, I had a mix of withdrawal symptoms coupled with complete fatigue. After a while, I began to come out of that phase and on to a new phase of recovery. I am beginning to come to terms with my addiction to running, but it is difficult.
In the morning, as I drive my son to the high school, I see the morning runners on the move. I look on with a hunger for the same. I remember the joy of the wind on my face, blowing my hair back, and making me feel like I am Superhero that is moving along with superhero powers. My breathing is fast and my legs are strong, turning over quickly and taking me far. The post run feeling of accomplishment and all that kept me going back for more is in my memory now more than ever.
I am sick. I need help to be strong and resist the urge to don my running shoes, pony-up my hair, and hit the pavement for a few quick miles. There are so many who are counting on me right now; I cannot let them down. Someone, please send help.