So, for the past few years I've always wanted to get my brother to start eating healthy and working out. He's had a weight problem his whole life. He's 11 years old. He's never been in the 'healthy weight" category...and looking at him always reminds me of myself when I was his age! I too was the same way. But I started this weight loss journey at 16 years old when I decided..enough is enough and I have to do this for myself, to live long and healthy. I decided I don't want my brother to reach 16 and find out and find out how unhealthy he is ! I want him to get there and BE healthy already.
Seeing him every day just walk behind his friends as they run around (because they're thin and have so much energy) always breaks my heart. He tires easy. He's in love with food. He also loves soda and fruit juice drinks. My mom and dad feed him out of...yeah, let me say...LOVE. It sickens me. I mean, if you love your child so much, why not give feed him healthy food to see him live a longer and healthy life? I never understand parents who give their kids whatever out of
love. That to me is far from love. I don't know what it is. It's love mixed in with something else (lets just say something unhealthy)
ANyway, I've always wanted him to eat along healthy with me but my parents are always buying junk and getting him what he wants (which let me tell you is not broccolli...) therefore making my words go in one ear and out the other when he sees a bag of Cheetos.
He always tells me how gym class is hard
and some kids poke fun at him cause of his weight.
I just tell him to speak up for himself, stand his ground and forget about those losers.
But I know it's not just that.
People will ALWAYS talk whether you weigh 200 or 110.
I just want him to be HEALTHY and HAPPY.
He also just got a Fitness report from the school stating how unhealthy he is and how he needs to be physically active everyday and eat right.
His BMI was in the dangerously high category
He weighs 145 lbs.
I knew it was bad but after getting the report, it was like reality printed right infront of me. My mom saw it too and told him to start eating healthy (and yet she feeds him unhealthy things...? doesn't sound too right to me...)
So, anyway I always have long talks with him about the importance of being healthy.
The other day I told him about the importance of reading a Nutrition Facts label every time you shop and how if you don't read it, you don't know what you're putting inside your body. Like, I told him "Would you eat something while being blindfolded?" ...He answered with "No" and I answered with "Exactly. Those who don't read the labels on the backs of the foods, are basically eating something with a blindfold on. They don't know what the food contains". That got him and he agreed to start reading the labels.
I told him how bad soda was and how it can make you gain weight like crazy. ALso, told him how much sugar and artificial flavors and packed in fruit juice drinks and how you have to be careful with which kind you buy.
He's on the computer day and NIGHT playing games.
I told him he's only going to be gaining weight that way the whole summer and going back to Jr. High School (his first year) fatter and unhealthier and is that really what you want? to start off Jr. High like that? he replied with NO. So, I told him to use the summer to lose weight and go back as the hottest guy alive (hahah) where you'll be feeling good about yourself not being tired when you have to switch classes everytime the bell rings.
I told him for 2 months
to commit to what I say
listen to me or I'll go all berserk like Jillian Michaels
but only
because I want to help him. I told him to jog every morning with me, 2 miles and eat the meals that I prepare for him (like I do myself) and to not eat freakin dinner at freakin 11 pm at night! I told him I'm going to give him set times for each meal, no eating after 7:30/8:00 pm.
I told him to learn how to say NO when my mom offers him a plate of oily crap. She likes putting oil in everything and not even Extra Virgin Olive oil but like regular oil, tubs of it (what it looks like) everything is dripping in oil
I told him to wake up with determination every morning when I wake him! and not roll over and say "go away"
I spoke to him for a long time. Told him I wasn't going to force him. This was his decision. It's his life. Does he care about it. He's not a baby anymore. It's time to man up and take your life into your own hands. Does he think that he has it in him to do this.
He listened carefully
and AGREED
next morning-
We both went jogging
it was hard for him. He kept wanting to stop because it was hard on his knees, so I told him to speed walk but we jogged again. Alternated.
-Afterwards we came home and did 20 jumping jacks, marched in place for a whole song of (The Ants Go Marching..hah we both actually sang it while marching in place and as the number of ants in the song increased our marching increased and by the end of the song we both were jogging in place like two lunatics)
-10 situps (this will increase)
-10 pushups (He only did about 3, and those were wrong) so I told him to do them on the wall instead where it would be easier
-Some yoga stuff where we stretched and all
-Lunges
He was sweating. I was smiling (and sweating too)
I think I may have overdid the first day for him
pushed him a little too hard
but I just wanted to see how far he could go without having to stop.
He stuck it out!
We got through day 1.
I told him if he keeps going at this rate he can lose his goal of 20 lbs. He can do it.
I just hope and pray that he doesn't get lazy (laziness if his best friend)
and melt when he sees a pizza!
I told him he could eat these things, but in moderation. I told him about metabolism and how if you eat every 3/4 hours your metabolism speeds up, therefore causing you to lose weight. So, I got him eating that way now. Snacking throughout the day on healthy stuff like myself.
I've been telling him for years to eat healthy and telling my parents to watch what he eats and stop buying trash. No one listened.
So, I figured if I don't do something myself...what kind of sister would I be? I freakin love my lil bro and want to see him smiling all the time. I still see him as a 1 year old who's diaper I have to change (goes to show why I had him singing The Ants go Marching song...even when he thought it was silly, he still sang it with me). I'm the only one in this house that eats healthy. The rest of my family unfortunately doesn't care. I figured, I have to do something now or never for my little bro. I want him to be healthy and happy and everything else that's awesome.
I just hope it works! I believe that he'll stick to it! but still I really hope it works. I told him to set small goals first.
I also hope to lose weight alongside him since I myself have been slacking off.
But HE is my biggest concern right now.
I just wanted to share this with all of you.
Sorry for making it so long.
When I start writing....my fingers catch fire and I can never get myself to stop lol