I haven't done much today to talk about. I'm starting to think I'm struggling with this eating disorder more than I want to admit lately, admiring bones & such in the mirror. I generally don't eat less than other people, but I exercise a LOT more. This morning, for example, I ran 7.75 miles (and it was getting hot then), around 9 AM and power walked 3 miles. By far too much, especially for my weight and not eating enough to compensate for it, the way healthy distance runners do. That was how I got diagnosed with anorexia in college. Overexercising and not eating enough food for the calories I burned.

Other than this realization, I haven't done much today. I feel lazy. I tried to take a nap and couldn't. I did read a bit more. I think I am finally getting into my book; it is just taking awhile. But it's nearly 500 pages, and I don't know if I can finish it in time for my book club meeting next week Thursday evening.