This was taken in 1992 or 93. When I was at my most anorexic. I was running 30 miles a week, swimming three mornings a week, and riding a very fast bike 50 miles a week - and not eating. I have a complicated relationship with food, this was the extreme in one direction.
Over the years I have mellowed, I am much happier with who I am and much easier to be around.
It important to be happy. And I never saw anyone make a statue look sexy.
ReplyDeleteI’m so glad you got over that phase! I didn’t know the running was in unison with an eating disorder!
ReplyDeleteThat's a great photo! Have a fantastic Thanksgiving.
ReplyDeleteDo you still have those groovy shorts?
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