The first week of classes is a little like the first week of January. I’m extra nice to everyone, striving for 10,000 steps a day, and trying not to eat carbs. Then, by January 7—or the second week of the semester—I’ve given up on my utopian resolutions and succumbed to Late Night at the Rat.
I always wondered why being on a college campus in recovery from an eating disorder is so much harder than being elsewhere, and I think I finally have my “why.” It’s because no one talks about it. I have been much more attuned to my surroundings since being in deep treatment, and the things I…
Thumbs Up: New Mac, who dis? Pre-transformation, she scared away even the bravest of eaters. Now Carney’s, the primarily freshman dining hall, affectionately referred to as “Mac,” has upperclassmen making the lines in the once-barren dining hall look like the Lower lines that freshmen once clogged first semester. Everyone wants a piece of the newly…
“Everyone felt like a freshman at the new Margot Connell Recreation Center, Boston College’s expansive four-story recreation complex that opened Tuesday.”
“If I allowed myself to be stuck in a fixed mindset about my strength, I would never achieve any progress.”
“With everyone constantly comparing themselves to each other, it’s easy to see how the workout habits could be influenced by this.”
