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Posted By iamincontrol | November 11, 2014
5:30AM: BUUZZZ!! BUUUUZZZ!! BUUUUZZZ!! My alarm goes off with a growl as I roll over in my bed. The weights, my coach, and my football team are anticipating my gruffy arrival for morning practice. As I start my upright plank exercise, my coach left his perch in the corner with his arms crossed to pull me into the next room. My coach proceeded to chew me out for what he called my “lack of dedication towards the team.” Apparently, he did not feel like I was pushing myself in practices. It was 5:45 AM, I couldn’t even.
This is a scene familiar to many high school football players, even as the football season comes to a halt. I used to stand for hours in front of mirror: flexing, hoping, waiting for muscles to just morph and pop out of my stomach. Body image issues are for girls only, right?! WRONG! Body image affects guys, too– just in a different way. Many guys think they are either too small or too big, and need to have this big muscular body. But the more I lifted with my team, muscle did grow, but never big enough or in the right spots. I wanted to look like the guys in magazine ads and Sports Illustrated covers.
So, I started my quest for the six-pack. The summer was returning and my job as a lifeguard approaching; the only way I was willing to hit the pool was a six pack. I hit the salad bar at school and told my mother I wasn’t hungry. I did more crunches in that month before the pool opening than I ever did in my life. But still on pool opening, there was no six-pack to show off. I had failed my quest. But when I looked around, no one that day had a six pack either. That day, I stepped up to the edge of the pool, dipped my toe in the refreshing water, decided to take my shirt off, and dove into that summer head first.
Posted By iamincontrol | September 2, 2014
Last month’s poll question was:
Do you feel like people just group you into that one thing you’re good at? (i.e. jock, band nerd, artist, goth, etc.)
You guys overwhelmingly said:
- Definitely. People don’t realize there’s more to me.
Here’s how Hayley learned how to embrace feeling more than one word.
We all have that one thing we feel defines us. You could be an athlete, a musician, a mathlete, or a dancer. We often use this one word to describe us and measure our worth. However, we are much more than this one word.
In high school I was the cheerleader. That is until my junior year when I got cut from the squad. I was super upset knowing that all of my friends would be cheering without me. Although I missed cheering on my boys to a victory in football or basketball, not making the squad didn’t turn out as bad as I thought. I was able to get involved in other activities, and it was during this time that I met some of my best friends. I had fun in the stands at sporting events, and I was able to find new passions.
Although losing that one thing you identify with may be hard, it doesn’t always have to be bad. So yes, be the athlete, musician, or dancer, but know that there is more to high school and much more to life. One door may close, but countless others will be opened. Branch out, make new friends, and remember you are more than just that one word.
Posted By iamincontrol | August 19, 2014
My freshman year of high school I was involved in many sports, but it wasn’t until track season that I thought I needed to lose weight. The other girls on my relay team were not the same size as I was. I thought that because I was bigger than them, it was slowing me down. I began restricting what I would eat and when I would eat it. I wouldn’t eat lunch on race days because in my mind, there was a correlation between my weight and my race times.
I was frustrated when my times weren’t improving and thought the only explanation was because I needed to lose more weight. I had already lost around 15 pounds in 2 months, and my coaches began to notice my lack of energy. My race performance actually began to worsen.
Posted By iamincontrol | July 15, 2014
One of the most important parts of my high school career was athletics. Throughout high school I participated in volleyball, soccer, and softball. Volleyball and softball had been sports that I had played practically my whole life. Soccer, on the other hand, I had never competitively played until my sophomore year in high school. By the end of my three years of soccer I was so sad that it was over. I had improved so much over that time and wished I could have played longer. Soccer helped me make strong friendships and a strong body. I have never been more in shape in my life than when I was out for soccer.
Athletics are a great way to stay in shape, make new friends and spend time with old ones, and also another way to stay out of trouble. Even if athletics aren’t your forte, there are other high school groups that students can get involved with. Athletics just have the added bonus of improving your fitness. My experience also taught me it’s great to try new things because you may find out that you really enjoy it!
Visit this site for more information on extracurricular activities and how to find one that’ll be right for you.
You are in control of trying new things.
Posted By iamincontrol | June 17, 2014
Lack of activity destroys the good condition of every human being, while movement and methodical physical exercise save it and preserve it.
Stress is commonly present amongst students. Throughout my years I have definitely been stressed to the max sometimes. Exercise is a great stress reliever for me. Growing up, I was always active in sports. Each season it was a new sport; it was go, go, go. Once I graduated high school, I was no longer on a team, but I knew that I wanted to continue being active.
In college I decided to sign up for a spinning class so I would remember to go. Eventually, I got a routine down, and exercise became a part of my daily life. In fact, on days when I did not do some sort of physical activity, I felt sort of grumpy. Later that spring, I began training for a half marathon. I have always been a runner, but I had never run 13.1 miles. After a couple months of training, I completed my first half marathon. It was a great accomplishment.
Posted By iamincontrol | May 13, 2014
I played on a club soccer team with the same team of girls for about six years from seventh grade through the end of high school. It was great because my new step-cousin played on that team with me as well, and we quickly became best friends. Over the years of playing together and spending weekends and summers together, I started slowly realizing that she complained about her body image a lot and constantly compared herself to me as well as our other friends. It was our sophomore and junior years of high school when her strange eating habits began. However, we did not go to the same high school, so it took me a lot longer to notice than some of my other friends who attended school with her.
When it got to our junior year of high school, I attended the first winter in-door soccer practice, and I saw that a new girl had joined our team. After I mentioned to one of my other teammates about how skinny the new girl is, I was shocked to discover that the girl was actually my best friend. I had not recognized my own best friend because she had lost so much weight from her face, legs, and chest. At that moment I became furious, and I took aside the teammates of mine who went to school with her every day. I demanded to know how they could have let this happen to her. I had not seen her in about two months because we were all involved in varsity soccer or cross country at our own high schools, and we did not have any free time on the weekends. My friends explained that they had tried talking to her about it, but she hid it from them. She did not have the same lunch schedule as any of them and every time they had a team dinner she would skip or say she already ate. I had a very hard time accepting this, and it hurt that she had not come to me or even told me she was struggling.
Posted By iamincontrol | April 3, 2014
The beginning of my junior year of high school was going perfect, so I thought. I had the best boyfriend and friends a girl could ask for. My friends that I would hang out with every weekend were big into partying. So I thought that I needed to impress them and give into peer pressure. I went to some parties here and there with my friends, and they were pretty fun.
One Saturday night we went to a big party an older kid was throwing. We were there for about an hour, and then the next thing I knew, the cops showed up. Everyone at the party was trying to run and hide from the cops. That didn’t work very well because there were only two ways out of the house, and there were cops by both of those doors. Eventually we were all sat down and were breathalyzed. They ended up giving us all tickets and wrote our names down. The cops turned the names into our school and most of us were athletes, so we had to sit out games.
After this happened I didn’t go out for the rest of my high school career. One night of partying isn’t worth getting in trouble and having to sit out and watch everyone else play. At first I wanted to blame my friends for peer pressuring me to go to this party, but then I realized that it was my fault. No one can make me do anything, I make my own choices. If you ever run across a situation like this, don’t give in. Stand your ground and make the right choice.