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Is This The New Drug?

Everywhere I look, everybody’s at it; The blonde-haired beach babes, with their Barbie-doll-like bodies, prancing along the pavement; the super fit mummies, pushing their sports-model prams, treating their toned thighs to a trot and the men with their muscular torsos sprinting along the sand while casually chatting to their buddies beside them. And then …..There’s me. I’m the red-faced one, choking on her own breath while urging her feet to lift themselves a wee bit higher so she doesn’t face plant the concrete. Yes, it’s a good look for me, I know!

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I like the theory of going for a run, but I’m not convinced by the application. I just don’t understand how what I have experienced when trying to run could be described as ‘fun.’ However, my friends assure me it is. And not just fun, but “highly addictive” once you get into it. One friend has even shared with me that when all those happy endorphins are buzzing around after a run, she gets extremely frisky – no wonder her husband approves!

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Now on social occasions, along with ‘hairstyles down below’, ‘children’ etc, the conversation invariably turns to running. Who has been for a run; when they are entering their next event and how fabulous they feel now they are running.

I have to admit I’m just not experiencing the high. Sure, I feel fantastic once I get to stop and the coffee afterwards tastes slightly better than normal, but ‘fun’, ‘addictive’ and ‘horny’ it is not!

Maybe I haven’t been at it long enough? Maybe I just need a few more notches on my belt and I will be as high as a kite? Who knows? I guess I will just have to get on that horse a bit more often and wait for the effects to kick in.

What about you? Are you addicted to running? Or do you not really get what all the buzz is about?