You don’t need to be fat! I’m not a teenager anymore, but I was just a few years ago and I was fat. It’s too bad I don’t have any pictures from that time so I could show you a before and after kind of thing, but I destroyed all the pictures that anyone took of me. I felt terrible about myself. The kids used to make fun of me. I’m a guy, so when they say I have “boobs” or ask me how much I weigh, it hurts. It was a very depressing time I my life. If being fat is getting you down, you need to do something about it. Now.
Maybe your parents told you that you should like who you are and not worry about what other people think. School counselors say that there are all kinds of people and you shouldn’t succumb to peer pressure. But the truth is that people are mean and if you are fat people will make fun of you. Whether it’s in front of you or behind your back, people can be mean without meaning to. I’m not trying to make you feel bad, it’s just a fact that many people are critical and if you don’t fit their idea of ”normal” they’re going to judge you.
Some people learn to deal with being overweight and ignore all the problems (physical and mental) that come with it. I have also seen some sites on the internet about ‘fat people’ uniting into forums or clubs. Several new laws regarding weight discrimination are also being passed. But I am not one of those people. I was a teenager when I decided I wasn’t going to be fat anymore. I tried starvation diets, I tried exercise and failed at both. Finally said enough was enough, asked my mom for help (she had recently lost weight), and started working on this weight loss thing 100 percent. I decided that I didn’t want people to laugh at me. I decided I didn’t want to be the “fat kid” anymore.
how did i do it I counted calories. I made a chart of what I ate every day. How many calories, how many grams of fat, how much protein and how many carbohydrates did I eat each day. I looked on the internet what should be my figure and what can I eat to lose weight. I started running on a path behind my house and joined the track team the next sports season. I used to run five miles every day. I chose one day a week when I could slack off. I didn’t go crazy, but I ate pizza for lunch at school, I went out to dinner, I had a candy bar and a soda while I watched a movie.
Sometimes during the week I would have terrible food cravings. I really wanted to have breakfast. My parents always kept snacks. My friends were going to McDonald’s and I knew I’d get some if I went because I was too embarrassed to tell them I was on a diet. I ran extra in track practice and didn’t eat breakfast the night before. I lost about 30 pounds in about four months. People said, “Wow you lost so much weight!”, “Running is really paying off, man”, and “Congratulations, I didn’t even know you were dieting”. I felt very good. The kids talked about how I got in shape and how I had changed so much. I know it’s a little superficial, but I loved it. I was no longer the fat kid who used to cry on my way home from school. I was that kid who had a track-meet the next Friday and was working to get my mile time under five minutes. I was the person who didn’t eat junk food because it was harmful to me. I was the guy working after school instead of “walking in the park”
I am not writing this just to tell you about my success. I mean to say that if you want to lose weight, you have to take the initiative to do it yourself. Your body is your responsibility. It’s not going to happen overnight, but it can happen if you stick to it.
Source by Nate B R
