I wasn't able to go running 2 days in a row (too exhausted the first day, raining the next). I always, always go running in the morning, before the sun comes up, and it is still dark outside (probably some risky behavior there, a lone woman running in the dark). Normally, I run 6 miles or so, mabye 7. Today, I pounded out 10 miles on the payment, though I had to work hard for the last 0.75 part of the 10th mile, but there was no way I was quitting at 9.25 miles.

I don't know if this behavior is caused by hypomania (I think I am a bit), OCD (hate changes to my routine), extra anxiety pent up from not running or the stupid eating disorder. Maybe all of them combined?