Personal Narrative: Videogames

986170
After three very long months of nothing but playing videogames, eat domino's pepperoni pizza and laying on my bed for more than sixty five percent of my summer break. Man there goes another summer down the drain. I should have working out but noooooo I had to play videogames all day long. Ahh, maybe I could turn myself around this school year. Maybe get a girlfriend, lose some weight and just maybe I could be happy for once Well it’s a brand new day, and I wanted to start of my new school year on the right foo t so I decided to wear favorite silky smooth dress shirt; but there was one small problem my dress shirt was a bit too tight right around
where my belly fat is. My first guess was that maybe I had left my dress shirt for far too long in the dryer. That noted I didn’t pay much attention to my new shrunken dress shirt or so I should have. As my stubbornness got the better of me ; I was hell bent on wearing my awesome shirt so I suck in all of my belly fat to buttoned up my number one dress shirt it’s a new school year since I wanted to look fly for the first day of my junior year I wanted. Little did I know that my life was preparing to make an one hundred and eighty degree turn. On that fateful morning my poor hard working mother made a comment about my bodyweight. A comment that shook my Double Big mac and cheesy pizza filled foundation, and a day that will mark as my new journey as The Eddo period. What My mother had said, give me a second I still tear up to this day. “ oye hijo te ves un poco de sobrepeso. Tal ver debria reducer las hamburguesas.” In English this translate to” hey son you look a bit over weight. Maybe you should cut down on the hamburgers.”
I froze dead in my tracks just as I was about to leave the house, like a dumb deer stuck in front of some speeding headlights.
I stood in the doorway motionless. As I came to I responded to,” maybe you should stop buying me fast food every day”. To which she replied “well stop calling me and asking for food ”. Touché mother touché As I was going to say something smart toward her I could hear the school bus rolling through my neighborhood which was my queue to get going I’m not just about miss my new favorite class. As I bolted to the bus stop I could already tell that I was running out of breath mid-way to the bus stop. Dam I thought to myself I’m really out of shape I can’t even run twenty five feet without gasping for air. I needed new direction. A direction that would make me feels like a badass.
What I found at the end of my path was A whole world filled with iron, blood, sweat, tears, and more iron. I got goosebumps as I hear the bulky weight smash onto the
floor. Knowing absolutely nothing about the moving weights and weight training, I began to ask my peers question about fitness. Of course I began to with the DUFF dude in my class since they look like they know what they're doing. How did you get to where you are now? What’s your diet like? Do you train until failure? Should I train every single day? After about twenty minutes or so I ran out of Duff dudes. I got some great information and not so helpful on how to train. One pieces of advice that I’ve remembered throughout all this time is to have good poster. Without a good poster you’re knocking at the devil's doorstep. You’re just asking to get injured. People who train long enough with a stable posture the human body is able to achieve some amazing feats. Some Duff dude could perform Handstands, A dragon flag, and planks for a period of time; just to name a few. For a couple of months I was adjusting to my new life style tying to see what worked for me and what didn’t. During this time I was jumping from workout programs to other like lizards feet changes on a hot desert day. I was all over the place from working on my cardio for a dozen or so days to working with heavy iron weights to then switch to yoga. I saw no changes to my body during this time, due to me not being consisted with my workouts but I did felt a lot of stitches with in my workouts. I want write that I’ve tried a whole bucket list of cardio strength, endurance, and flexibility. Once I started getting the groove. I began focusing on three major lifts. Deadlifts, Bench-press, and Squat with the exception of calisthenics. Within a matter of a couple of month I started to get to see results. I got beefy big. With more beef came more strength which allowed me to add more weight to the bar, and with more weight equals more strength and the cycle just continue, but there was still a problem. I could not for the life of me lose the belly fat like no matter how much I ran I could not burn the fat away. Until I took A look at my eating habits. My eating habits was like your average obese American burgers, pizza, French fries, panda express, I mean whatever I got my hands on I ate it and on top of that I was eating like that every day. Knowing this knowledge I was able to create an attack plan to finally get rid of the accumulated fat. How I manage to burn most of fat was super easy. My plan consisted of home cook meals and most importantly was my right mind set. Without my mine in the right place I could not and would have not have lost the body fat and put on some major size

With good poster and the proper training, and eating habits you too can dead lift Two Hundred and Forty Five pounds. Squat One Hundred and Seventy Five pounds and one of my greatest triumph was being able to bench-press Two Hundred and twenty pounds. My chest looked like a butt. If your down on your luck well just get you and a couple of your best friends have the best time of your life. Stay health, stay in shape, and maybe will see each other in the gym.