The last day I didn’t work out? November 24, 2011. That happened to be Thanksgiving. The only reason I didn’t workout that day was because I had traveled to my hometown for the holiday. Thought, it is entirely possible I did something that day once I returned home from traveling. In an earlier post, I talked about how my gym had a 30-day challenge to combat the weight gain the Average American experiences between Thanksgiving and Christmas. I breezed through those 30 days no problem. And I haven’t stopped. Yet.

February 29, 2012 was day 100 for me of working out. Nike even had a running challenge that day, which I did as part of my workout that day. At this point, I just can’t seem to stop. Every time another milestone, such as 90 days approached, then I would add more days. I even thought, I should stop after 100, but I didn’t. I worked out the next couple of days.

Now I am going to see if I get to 120 days. Maybe I will take a break then, but I have a feeling that won’t happen because I have a race later this month. Not to mention, I have started training for a half marathon at the beginning of June. I should say I am on my way to training for a 10-mile race over Memorial Day weekend.

I know rest days are important and eventually I will get around to taking one. However, at this point, I feel ok about my working out obsession. I don’t run or bike hard everyday. In fact, I only bike ride twice a week right now. I run three or four days a week. I lift weights a few days BUT I also take or do a gentle yoga workout to help recover from the punishment I put myself through with the runs and bike rides.

I know my workout behavior could be considered as a tad bit obsessive compulsive and I am okay with this realization. If I must have something to be obsessive compulsive about, this is something I am fine with as ultimately, it is good for me. How many of us can say our vice is good for us? This isn’t to say I don’t indulge in other things that are not the greatest for you, but I like this obsession I have.