Back in the mid-1980's I broke my arm playing basketball. I had been a regular (3 times a week, full-court) player and was stunned that I now was facing a few months of no b-ball.
So, I started to run. Rather, call it a slow trot, because I was never "fast".
Within a month or so, I was running at least six (6) miles a day, six (6) days a week, rain or snow or shine. Some days I would peel off a run of ten (10) miles plus.
All of my basketball adventures were followed by tavern adventures, thus no real weight loss. The running thing was different, though. The weight started to come off.....and off.....and off.
I became addicted to running. If I didn't run each day I would get "ansy". When our gang would get together my friend Marcia, also a runner, and I would yak on forever about where we ran, how far, blah-blah ad nauseum. I kept track of my miles, the location, the weather. Obsessive?
My feet pounded trails at every Toledo area metropark, at many Toledo city parks, in many Toledo neighborhoods. I would drive downtown, park the truck, and run a route that included crossing the river four (4) times on two (2) different bridges. On camping trips to the Upper Peninsula of Michigan places I ran included Marquette, up to the top of Sugarloaf Mountain, around some lakes in the Gwinn area, in and around the Soo, in the woods north of Paradise, MI, and south of Au Train Lake.
It all came to a crashing halt on the basketball court.....the same place that got this positive addiction started. When my arm was healed I also resumed my basketball "career". In a half-court game on an outside court, just down the street from Dale's Bar (Maumee, OH), I was cut-off by an opponent, giving me a muscle tear in my leg.
When I got back on the trails my style of running changed, as I tried to compensate for the pain and soreness of the muscle tear. Because of this change, running became a chore and over a long period of time I eventually stopped. (Of course, basketball continues.....)
Was this a positive addiction? In my three (3) years of "steady" running I often experienced a runner's "high". At about the third or fourth mile something in my brain would kick-in and suddenly everything stopped hurting and I felt like I could run all day long. (This from a person who never ran track in high school or college.)
Positive addiction? Me thinks so.
Do you have any experiences with positive addictions?
Bear Running Through St. Ignance On A Cold February Morning