I wanted to play football but wasn't allowed. Someone at mom's highschool had to spend 6 months woth a back brace on. So no dice.
I played baseball but always missed the cut for the "good kid team" and ended up on the "scrub team". The scrub team loses, that's what they're for. No matter how hard I worked we lost. That was 6-8yo.
So the winter of 8yo I wanted to try an individual sport and went out for wrestling. I got to grind kids' heads into the mat, cross faces, jam their own knee into their chin in a cradle. Now here's my sport.
I loved doing something aggressive. I had a bit of an advantage because I had physical chores and could throw things around. But get into high school and I'm 185lbs with a 33in waist at 13yo. I was wrestling seniors who water cut from 200. The weigh ins were the day before and hydration tests didn't exist yet. I was getting steam rolled by kids who look like Atlas.
Coach came to me and said "you could go to states if you lost 15-20 lbs". So I tried... alot. I didn't know anything about calorie balance, fueling exercise or eating for performance. I just did hella cardio and stopped eating. I'm the type of guy who gets hangry when he doesn't eat. So that was unsustainable.
Eventually I got damn tired of not eating and quit. I had better things to do in HS like chase a certain redhead (she's still around so I win). I just wish I somebody knowledgeable about sports nutrition could have talked to us. Ah well moving on.
So when I address people having problems losing fat, I feel for them. Being stuck on that damn yoyo cycle really sucks.