The lecture built a scaffolding for us, a vast and rickety framework to hold up our failing bodies. I struggled to make sense of it, because so much of it was designed to solve problems that weren’t my own. My parents rarely ordered fast food, primarily cooking whole foods at home. I didn’t binge eat, though the lecturer seemed to presume we all did. I didn’t like running, but I loved swimming and planned to join my neighborhood swim team later that summer. I raced my neighbor regularly, challenging her to beat me in freestyle laps, then backstroke, then butterfly. I did all of that with a
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