Recently I have seen that I got fat. My beloved pair of jeans were highly tight, instead of loose. My cheecks rounded. My belly was not so flat as before. I knew I gotta do something with it. I didn’t want it to get worst. Nonetheless, I already was aware that I would not be able to resign from good food. I love eating and I really believe that my life with no good meals would be sad. I can’t be on diet. I just can’t. Thus, I knew that instead of diet, I gotta to focus on something else – doing sport.