Causal analysis When I was younger, I was chubby. I was around 200lb at 13. At the time, I didn’t really recognize how obese I was because I could still play any sport. I even made the football and basketball team in middle school. It affected my self esteem and confidence when I would look at my belly. The stretch marks and rolls were very apparent. Although, I acknowledged my flaws, I’ve never let that keep me down. I’d always try to keep up with people that were in better shape than me. It wasn’t that difficult for me because I was fat and athletic. I wasn’t the fat as to where I felt incapable of things. I can remember clothes fitting too tight. The most embarrassing things would happen like a button would break off while I’m in school. …show more content…
I wore a blue shirt, and cargo shorts. My neck had rolls in it. The shirt looked like a tent on me, and the cargo shorts looked slouchy. That’s when working out came into my life heavily. It started out with the basics. A couple of push-ups here, and sit-ups there. Then I began to really like it. I’d start my morning before school with about 20 push-ups and sit-ups. Then throughout the day I’d eat a little healthier. The cafeteria food was never good, but I’d demolish any fruit, besides watermelon. I don’t like watermelon. After school, I’d be outside. There were so many things to do outside that burns fat. ‘d be playing ball, mowing grass, or walking somewhere. I started to notice little changes at first. My stamina had gotten better. I felt better, and my self esteem grew. The burn that I’d acquire from working out the night before made me feel so good on the inside. Now I know people couldn’t tell what was going on in my body, but I tried to put off that positive energy of progression. It was hard, but I enjoyed it too. I had a routine that id try to do most of the week. It was something that I was comfortable with, and stuff that I had learned at ball practice. I’d do squats, jumping jacks, shadow boxing, planks,