Blessing in Disguise
Throughout my life I didn’t care about watching what I ate or how much I exercised. I just wanted to eat whatever sounded good at the time. I didn’t seem to care how much I would overeat or how unhealthy I was. My main goals in life were to be lazy, eat food, and play video games.
Once I got to high school, my eating habits got even worse. I would always get a second helping of food at lunch, and I would snack on gas station food. I always just told myself that I didn’t care what I looked like or how much I weighed because I was enjoying myself and I loved to eat. When I would go home, I would get snack food and eat it before dinner so that I would be full. I didn’t ...view middle of the document...
I figured that if I was strong enough, it wouldn't matter how heavy I was. I thought that I was doing what was best for the team. I was wrong.
When football started my junior year, I weighed in at a ridiculous 315 pounds. I was by far the heaviest player on the team. I was slow and uncoordinated which caused even more people to make fun of me. Some people would always just walk up to me and say I was fat. These insults had more of an effect than I would ever let show. I would just put on a brave face or laugh off the insults, but they always seemed to sink in later. They really tore down my self esteem.
I was originally going to be starting on the offensive and defensive line because the coaches wanted to use my size as much as they could. The only problem was that I wasn’t in good enough shape to be on the field that much. One of my coaches told me that I would only be playing defense because I wasn’t conditioned enough to play both ways. I didn’t like this idea, but that was the only way my situation would work. It just went on to show that the people calling me fat were right.
During the season, I was able to make some plays on defense, but I just wasn’t very energetic. Even though I was only on defense, I still got very tired if I was in for too long. I wasn’t able to give my maximum effort every play because of this. As an athlete, it made me feel awful that I couldn’t give my personal best every play to help my team win.
When the season was over, I received First Team All Conference for my play at defensive tackle. It took me completely by surprise. I didn’t think I did nearly enough on the field to deserve an award like this. I was able to make a couple nice plays every game, but it didn’t seem like I was worthy of an award for which I couldn’t give my full effort.
During that offseason, I made it my goal to lose weight and get in the best shape I possibly could. I needed to prove to myself that I could deserve an All Conference award. I didn’t want to take it for granted. I wanted people to respect me for getting the award, and most of all, I wanted to respect myself. This was my motivation.
I started cutting...