Day 31- Rangeley to Sabbath Day Pond lean-to. 9.4 miles

Today was my worst day. I had such a hard time with even moving today. My body never seemed to warm up to hiking and the woozy feeling that I got before Rangeley became a permanent part of my day. Everything in me was moving slowly- even my thoughts were hazzy and moving slowly. I couldn't understand it because I had eaten so much the day before and was eating and breaking quite frequently. I was also feeling very nauseous and not desiring food, so I had to just stuff it down my throat. I asked Mosey to stay close to me today because I felt like I was on the verge of going into shock all day long. I'm thinking that it's all from the calorie deficit. Women's bodies seem to deal with the stresses of hiking much differently than men's. Men just lose weight and burn fat as an extra energy source, but a woman's body goes into storage mode and refuses to give up the fat until at the very last second. So, I'm stuck in this starvation limbo where I am starving, but not dying, so my body is just shutting down in order to conserve energy. I'm not sure what to do about it besides trying to get a higher caloric intake on the trail and then stuffing myself silly in towns. I finally got to the lean-to pretty late in the evening. The crew was there waiting for me and then we all went to sit on the sandy beach for a while. I made myself a pizza, ate some donuts and an apple, and it all made me feel a bit better. I sat there until after the sun set and walked straight to my sleeping bag. I fell asleep so quickly. Just before I fell asleep I thought that I had absolutely no intentions of getting out of it for at least 10 hours and then I gave in to pure rest.