Monthly Archives: March 2009

running

Girl 1:

I am running.  I am running.  I am stopping to look in the mirror and body-check I am running.  I am counting calories I am pinching fat I am counting ribs I am running.  I am putting up a facade of togetherness I am running.  I am you,  I am her, and especially the girl who thinks she doesn’t have a problem I am running.  I am thin, I have toned muscles and I am running.  I have a great job and a great husband, I am running.  I have people who like me, I am running.  i love food, just thought I’d mention that, didn’t you know?  I am running.  Even though I attach value judgments to food,  I love it, I am running.  I am much better now that I am thin I am running.  I use this as a means of control over my life I am running.  I have tricked myself into thinking I am whole I am running.  I put a smile on my face a lot I am running.  I am reading this and thinking, “This girl is crazy!”  I am running.  I have developed an eating disorder and don’t know it I am running.  Someone took my control away today and I discovered there is nothing underneath I am running.  I discover I’m completely boring like in American Beauty I am running.  I am running and they cheer me on because they are running too –

Girl 2:

I ran.  Now I’m sitting.  and loving, and hurting, and living.