Its funny, it really is. I am a reflective sort of guy and feel that I have lived enough lives to put the running addiction piece of my life in proper context.
I love to run and always have(but not to this extent(last 10 years). I love sports and fitness and always have.
Will say that my love affair with running is certainly interesting. Never before have I encountered a sport that causes so much inner turmoil and obsession with the entire body. An insatiable desire to get out and run the road and feel some freedom and breath some air. Not a bad way to express a piece of one's humanity.
Is this the right way to approach anything? probably not but alas, it is what it is.
Sorry to throw some philosophical G at the masses but so be it.
peace out and stay in one piece out there.