Ice Cream > Track

First of all, from the bottom of my heart, thank you for reading this.

About a year ago, I was depressed, lonely, and sick. I wrote an article that opened up a conversation, and I was welcomed into open arms by so many people with encouraging comments, texts, and phone calls. I felt the love, and I was inspired. I knew I would overcome this eating disorder. I dreamed of the day where I wouldn’t overexercise. I couldn’t wait to travel and eat whatever I wanted because it sounded delicious. I wanted to think of food as fuel.

Friends, I write you this today with good news.

I graduated from eating disorder therapy!

After a little over a year, my therapist let me go. She may have gotten sick of me, but I think she saw a lot of progress. I am officially one step closer to a full recovery.

Some more good news…

I am not overexercising, I am traveling to Europe in June, and I think of food as fuel most of the time!

I am very proud of myself.

But, it’s not all good news. My outdoor track season got cut short because I am going through some weird sickness/virus. Not competing sucks. I am so excited to see my friends qualify for nationals, break school records, and hit personal bests. But, I would be lying if I said I wasn’t jealous.

I want to go to conference. I want to travel to Alabama for nationals again. Heck, I want to be able to run for more than 30 minutes.

But I am trying to look at this opportunity as a blessing in disguise. In a year, my running career will be over. Forever. What.

So, I get a little peak into the real world. I can focus on different things, like my new job, my classes, or my relationship.

I am not defined by the sport I did in college. I am creative, brave, kind, and intelligent. I am more than my PRs. I just became one step closer to being fully recovered from my eating disorder, so, instead of throwing a fit being frustrated with my current situation, I am going to eat some ice cream. I am going to give my boyfriend the biggest hug I can, give my mom a call, go for a walk, wear that dress I was scared to wear for years, and enjoy the people and things in life I desperately wanted just a little over a year ago.

Life is too short to fixate on the negatives in your life.

Thanks again for reading. Thanks for being rad.