Although it was not diagnosed, thruout highschool i struggled with what i know now was a eating disorder. I would go multiple days without eating, and most days that I did eat only involved an order of fries and Dr. pepper. Because of sports, i had multiple workouts every day. I was just over 100 pounds and thought i was huge. Then I left for college and didnt have much money and working two jobs on top of full time class, so i felt I was justified in not eating. Then i met my now husband. He noticed quickly how little I ate, but never said anything. Just slowly got me to try new foods and made sure that I had something to eat all the time. I felt happy and healthy, someone actually wanted me and I didnt feel like this social outcast anymore. So i began to eat and enjoy going to lunch with new friends. Now ten years later, ive gained 100 pounds. Then something possessed me to sign up for my first 10k. Insanity considering i couldnt run a full mile anymore. But i finished. I walked almost all of the race but I didnt quit and i wasnt even last place. That was the moment i realized i had the ability to workout and be healthy, i just hadnt tried.
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