I wouldn't call myself fat. Or skinny. However, today, after running (correction: jogging) back and forth for my physics project and racing my 7th grade sister around one lap of the track (1/6th mile), I was exhausted. I ran out of breath, my face turned crimson, and I could feel my heart perpetuate loud beats. And do you want to know the worst part? Even my dad could complete the whole lap without pausing to take a breath. It's absolutely ridiculous. Right now, I am ready to march downstairs to make me some popcorn. But starting tomorrow, I will exercise. I'll run the treadmill. Do some weights. I promise.
Anyone have some advice?