When I was a child about 12 years old, I did not recognize that obesity was such a serious problem to me because it did not affect my life too much, and I never thought about losing weight before. However, with eating much more food and did not do any exercises, I was more and more fat. Until I was 100 pounds overweight in 18 years old, my parents probably sensed that I had have to lose weight because obesity would cause many diseases which harmed health. Therefore, my parents enforced me to lose weight. (to live better or..) When I began to lose weight, running was the initial choice for me, because I researched lots of information in the forums about the most efficient ways to lose weight; many people had the same opinion, for example they responded “Running is the best choice if you want to lose weight.” “Running help me losing 60 pounds during two months, I think you should run”, “Absolutely, running is your best choice if you insist on running” and so on. The majority of suggestions …show more content…
In the beginning, I did not feel uncomfortable, and my breath still keeps quietening. Nevertheless, gradually my breathe was more and more fierce,my legs were so heavy, and I sweat a lot. When I ran more than fifteen minutes, I stopped my feet because I was extremely hard. Even I was skeptical that if I had kept running, I would have been dead. It was so painful that I almost could not breathe when I stopped running. When I finally recovered, I told my father that I can not be successful because it is so painful. “Do you understand why you feel so trouble and hard?” my father responded, “because you do not have enough exercises and you eat too much.” However, I told him I can not run since it was so harmful to do it. “Ok, you can choose any other exercises, but you should insist on exercising and you cannot abandon that it is my only requirement for you,” my father peered my eyes and said
Obesity wasn’t because it ran on me, but it was because I never ran for it. Going back 10 years ago in high school I was that kid, yup the fat kid. Today, I am no longer that fat kid, rather I am the fit adult and this is why I am so deeply into the fitness world today. The high school life goes far beyond the cool kid the different school clubs and being the class clown, for me it was the opposite of those options. I was the fat, obese, uncool kid and that lead me to be the fit adult I am today.
In todays society there are many kids and even adults that are overweight from not eating properly. Children do not really know what is healthy and not healthy when they are so young, and they learn these things from parents, media, advisements, and other various sources. The rate of obesity in children is still on a rise, and is way higher than it should be. According to the CDC about 17 percent of children ranging from 2-19 are obese SOURCE. Obesity can also have a greater percentage depending on the socioeconomic status these kids are growing up in, and also their race.
The bullying that was brought by my peers was what directly influenced me to change my weight. At a young age I had to go against my parent’s views and had to challenge them to be able to build my own path, to help myself and in a way help them too. Being overweight began to be an issue when I was in middle school. In my family no one ever teased me about my weight, since innocently it wasn’t seen as an issue. Being a little
1) You lose yourself in the beat of your footsteps. When you run, you can feel the energy throughout your body. There is no other feeling in the world like running. Everything around you seems inconsequential. The sounds of your footsteps fades away all your problems and make you feel free.
This whole adventure started at a Goodwill. I was out with my dad killing time looking for deals on camping equipment. My dad is the type that likes to know what he has to work with. He is a tall skinny man with red hair that is starting to fade. I am of similar build with brown hair.
When I was six my blood was 92% Hawaiian Punch, 7.5% Slim Jim proteins, and .5% trace amounts of assorted Pringles flavorings. Every summer I underwent a similar transformation when my mother dropped my sisters and me off at my grandparent’s San Francisco apartment while she worked as a waitress on Market Street. Caramelized corn and sugar coated treats cleansed my sisters and me of my mother’s oven-baked broccoli and kale catastrophes. Words such as saturated fat, 5% real fruit juice, and high fructose corn syrup will forever define my childhood. Fast forward a decade and, while I vaguely recall marathoning the Powerpuff Girls and smuggling truffles from a closet, I remember two facts of life my grandmother taught me as clearly as I remember my own name.
The second part of the Written Expression subtest consisted of sentence building, which had Madison listen to a targeted word read to them and then was asked to write a sentence using the word in the correct context. The sentence building showed that Madison was in the low range compared to students at her age. The first targeted word that was given to Madison to use in a sentence was the word “the”. Madison was able to use this word in a sentence using correct context, semantics and grammar.
Knowing my capability to reach a goal, drives me to change. I had announced at work one day I was going to start weight watchers. A coworker scoffed and said, you will never do it. His lack of faith, motivated a 30 pound weight loss. I decided to make the change and then acted on it.
Change is terrifying, but it is inevitable. Facing new situations can fill you with dread. You can either adapt to them or live a life of fear. Late August my parents gave me some news that I knew would turn my life around at a very young age. I learned that when there’s a dramatic change in your life, you must not let it stop you from living life.
On May 20th,2020, I graduated from high school. It was like a novel. I was oozing with zeal and happiness. My friends, siblings, parents, and grandparents where there to witness my special day. Normally, I would be happy i'm leaving,but I wasn't.
Last year school and family became a conflict with each other. Yelling and fighting would happen at home and it would put me in a bad mood at school. Most of the yelling would be done at me by my parents or my sister. So I started talking to my counselor about once a week and I still do now.
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1) You lose yourself in the beat of your footsteps. When you run, you can feel the energy throughout your body. There is no other feeling in the world like running. Everything around you seems inconsequential. The sounds of your footsteps fade away all your problems and make you feel free.
1) You lose yourself in the beat of your footsteps. When you run, you can feel the energy throughout your body. There is no other feeling in the world like running. Everything around you seems inconsequential. The sounds of your footsteps fade away all your problems and make you feel free.
Prologue People say I don’t think, well sometimes I think, most times I dream. I dream of things of unimaginable beauty, in colors so indescribably vivid, other’s can only imagine what I see. People have heard rumors, rumors that I don’t feel a single emotion. They are tragically wrong, I feel every emotion known to man, I feel them with an intensity that no one else experiences.