I opened my eyes, yawned and stretched. My hand brushed against bone. "Oh, Ana," i gasped. "You frightened me." I rolled over onto my side to see her lying next to me.
She laughed. "I'm sorry, sweetie. I just felt like i needed to sleep next to you, be close to you. Mia was hard on you last night... and so was i."
I nodded, remembering how angry Ana had been with my binge and how frustrated Mia had been when i couldn't make myself throw up.
"But it's all going to be better, starting today!" Ana said optimisticly. "You've got a ton of supporters on your blog, and you've got me to push you along. You'll do splendidly with ABC."
I smiled and nodded again. "Yes. I will." I got out of bed and went straight to the computer to read the encouraging comments left by my blog followers. Everyone was so amazing; they all believed in me so much, maybe even more than i believed in me. And i loved them all for it. I forced down a little bit of oatmeal as i read, hoping it would keep me from food for the rest of the day. "Hey, Ana?" i called, and she appeared in the doorway. "Shall we go work out together?"
A surprised smile lit up her thin face. "Of course."
So we did, Ana tirelessly counting reps as i not-so-tirelessly completed them. "You can stop now," Ana allowed after 30 minutes of sweatyness. "But you'll still have to do 30 minutes of treadmill time later this evening."
"Sounds good to me," i groaned and collapsed onto my pink yoga mat, tired but satisfied with my strength.
Ana stayed close to me the rest of the day, constantly reminding me not to eat, that i was a fat cow. I obeyed and managed to finish off the day, family dinner and all, with only 410 Calories.
"I'm impressed," Ana admitted. "You're doing better than i expected."
I smiled smugly. I had proven myself to her for at least one day. "Treadmill?" i asked eagerly.
"You're just full of surprises today, aren't you?" she laughed. "Let's go."