Running and I have a complicated history. It started when I was struggling with anorexia nervosa, where I did everything from tracking every calorie I took in, to watching my step count and calorie deficit each day.
I was consumed with my body image and weight; I would work out on the elliptical in my dorm room at 5 a.m. in the morning, walk the extra-long way to class to get my steps in, then run around campus in the afternoon.
When I got tired of the elliptical, I started running on the treadmill in the morning and then continuing my afternoon runs.
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