What was the last straw?

htg20

A whole combination of things, but 35 (age) coming up in December is my biggie right now.

MonicaSmith98

I am a teacher and they were taking pictures of teachers to post around the school to show off some of the good lessons we were teaching. I didn't recognize myself in the pictures because I had gained around 40 pounds since I hit my 30's and had two kids. I walked by the picture and just realized enough is enough.

ambalam

Sigh. My last straw happens when I see the scale read over 300 lbs. Plus I showed an old pic of myself to a coworker who said "damn. What happened?" I'm not excited about sex anymore. I think my man is nuts Bc he's willing to go there. That and we had a very finicky insane baby 8 mo ago. I am 27! And I'm frumpy! I started losing weight, got a haircut, and a tattoo. I've always been a unique, comical, optimistic person. But here lately all I've done is felt sore and cried.

blondiemeetssparky

I found myself in love with ballet and I was given the opportunity to perform (in costumes that don't let you hide a darn thing) I realized that my weight embarrassed me and I didn't want to let it stop me from taking opportunity in life. I decided I will perform in the ballet performance in June and I will look dang good in those costumes! I have been keeping under my calorie goal and working out untill I burn 1k calories everyday since! I will do this! Don't let weight control your life! Take charge!

adolfa18

My wedding ring won't fit properly on me anymore since I had our second child recently. It's nothing spectacular, but it means so much to me and I don't want to have to resize it or buy another one because this one just holds a lot of sentimental value.

nikkib0103

Seeing some godawful photos of myself, my knees hurting and a burning desire to look good at a wedding I am going to in August. It was a convergence of things.

BodyByBex

Straws that piled on:
1. My Brother-In-Law's wedding photos
2. My divorce.
3. My breakup with a 'complication'(he INSISTS we were never 'together'). They say you teach best what you most need to learn. He taught me(by moving on so quickly) that he didn't love himself and therefore couldn't STAND to be alone.

I realized I needed to love myself enough to be comfortable being alone and then love would find me. If not, I'd be strong enough and love myself enough to be alone. Now I am showing myself love by torturing* myself with logging, walking, jogging, and lifting.

*Note: I secretly enjoy it but tell no one!

HaibaneReki

lesstratford wrote: »

I died, they brought me back and I woke up.

talk about second chances!

Vixenmd1

This time (5'9 HW 227 lost 75 made goal 152 and stayed there for 3 years then gained 30 then stayed there for few years and finally gotten back up 55 lbs)
1. BMI offically obese agai
2. Scale was over 200 again
3. Some picture I was ashamed of
4. Started to think how could hubby be attracted to me I am so fat.
5. The night I had a funny feeling in my chest while my kido was on spring break with his dad (aka my ex). I texted him just I love you as I was falling asleep in case something happened in the night. I was next to my husband and didn't say a word since I was ashamed. Luckly for me it wasn't a heart attack probally something I ate.
6. Knowing that we will be around hubbys very spiteful ex wife ina few months for a thing with hubbys kido. She last year texted a picture of DH ex girlfriend who she pretends to be friends with saying doesn't she look aweful.
7. Big vacation in august that I want to love the pictures for years to come.

So here I am dedecated to getting back to goal and running.

dedhedchik

The word morbidly obese. I want to be around for my kids. I originally lost 100Llbs but then had another child, and had become more sedentary,put some of the weight on, couldn't wear all those cute clothes i had gotten before baby. And then when I was at dr, blood pressure said at risk, nope knew i had to get back on track.

mt8998

A few straws did it for me
1. Taking a family photo and realising that I looked like a whale compared to the rest of my family
2. The new big size jeans I bought last December, barely fitting me in February
3. Going to Spain in the Summer

overlook237

Needing to be prepared to go on job interviews and looking like the Michelin Man in all of my old office clothes. Total panic mode because I couldn't afford anything new. That day I ate half the lunch I'd already prepared myself - ignoring the cupcake I'd planned on eating for dessert - put on my dusty workout clothes, and pushed myself to walk three miles (it took me almost an hour and I felt like I was dying).

Now, I'm down 134 lbs., I'm walking 6.5 miles in 90 minutes daily, and those office clothes are ready to be donated because they're ridiculously huge on me.

caminoslo

CatchingThemAll wrote: »

What was the final push you had to finally lose the weight? What was your motivation?

I was sick and tired of Exercising and Gaining weight............ Somehow I figured out that carbohydrates were the culprit.. I was blessed, I met a personal trainer on the train, (no pun intended) and i told her my situation she said you eat bread? i said yes she said that will make you gain weight. I took what she sai aplied it to myself and now i lost weight.

lichic25

Looking back at photos from when I was in my sister's wedding. I was so disappointed in how I looked and decided that enough was enough. The past year has had its ups and downs in terms of progress but for the past month I've worked out 4x a week and am tracking my calories. I can't remember the last time I felt this motivated!

cstevenson86

Not being able to fit into a rollercoaster seat at Busch Gardens ... in front of what felt like a 100 people staring at me...and in front of my husband. My heart was broken.

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Jonesingmucho

Candid pictures from the beach 5 years ago. I keep one of the pics on my phone just in case I forget. I'm not where I want to be yet, but everyday I'm getting healthier and more fit which is the real goal versus a number on the scale which was the old goal.

jcurrie17

My last straw was just an overall feeling of disgust at myself for getting to this point. I want to feel like myself again in a body that more closely resembles the person I want to be. We are going to NYC this summer for a wedding and I want to wear a cute dress and feel AMAZING in it!

ineedachange185

When I stepped on the scale and I was still over 200lbs even after a year from having my third child. So I have lost 30 so far and plan to lose 30 more.

jbs2travel

When I was diagnosed with Type II Diabetes. Scary.

kimberlyaycock3

My last straw was graduating nursing school and being passed over continually for interviews. This is my dream job and I'm too fat to be hired!

DrunkInAGolfCart

My cousin said to me recently (and I must note she's more like my sister and is overweight herself) "Laura, you have to lose weight because you are the most miserable fat person I've ever met"

She is so right. I have put on over 70lbs in the past 2 years (and I wasn't skinny to start with) and it's made me miserable! Some people still look insanely pretty when they're fat (my cousin is one of those people) but I'm not one of them. The fatter I get the closer I start resembling a pug dog. Not a great look.

Also it's got harder and harder to move around. I'm only 28 and I've started walking around like an old lady. Out of breath walking 20 metres uphill. Those days are so over for me.

I'm 2 weeks in at the moment so very early days but I'm committed. I've finally taken the plunge and am logging EVERYTHING. Bought a food scale. I've started before but have never taken the plunge in actually logging everything I eat on here. I've made half hearted attempts but nothing like this - psychologically I feel like I've now got the right mindset. Enough complaining about my weight and actually DO something about it.

Th3Wall

two years ago I was pushing 240lbs and the doctor said I had a "fatty liver" and had to lighten up big time on food and booze in particular. I'd been working out (lifting) for years but ate anything I liked... I dropped 15lbs on my own, pretty much cutting out alcohol did that for me. Then I got a trainer and MFP religion... started tracking all my food, bumping up the protein and working out much smarter (smaller weights, lots and lots of reps). 22+ lbs and 6 months later I was at my goal weight and I haven't looked back.

80% of this battle is what you are feeding yourself. MPF food tracker was a real eye opener to me and its what helps me stay on track.

fireytiger

This is a hard subject for me, but it's a story i'd like to share.

I've had a lot of things that made me want to lose weight. Seeing my highest weight of 230 pounds, knowing I was headed the route of my family with diabetes and heart disease, being unable to do any of the activities I used to love (I used to be quite the athlete), but even all of that motivation couldn't conquer my unhealthy relationship with food. Even when I didn't WANT it, my mind would literally drive me to near insanity to binge eat the most unhealthy foods almost daily. So last year, even after managing to lose 20 pounds, I once again succumbed to this madness of compulsive eating. I regained all the weight, which made me fall into a deep depression, causing me to eat more, which in turn made the depression worse. I hit rock bottom, and actually was so depressed that even my emotional eating wouldn't soothe the pain anymore. So I turned to alcohol. And abusing my adderall prescription (I have ADHD but I was not taking it as prescribed). And all the while eating more and more.

It finally took my best friend pointing out to me how depressed I was for me to stop and really think about how much pain I was in, and I realized it was no way to live. I set up an appointment to see a psychiatrist to deal with the depression and the eating. She put me on topamax for the compulsive behavior and Zoloft for the depression, and both have helped me immensely. I had a couple false starts while we figured out dosing, but I've lost 11 pounds since February 1st and just about 20 pounds since I started getting help. This time, I'm going to make it happen and stay healthy, because I never want to go back to that place.

foreverroses123

Okay so I used MFP two years ago and I lost 11 kg but after that I just gained it all back and even more because of college stress. My clothes are really tight and I hate looking at pictures of myself.
This september I am going to study in Japan for a year and because the sizes are smaller I want to lose weight just to have it a bit easier. And also because I don't want to stand out because of my weight but only because of my blond hair. It is a good motivation ^^

astgte

Mine, well ive been a big lad since school, I remember leaving at 16 at 16 stone, balloooned up to 26 stone at one stage, always been known as big lad, fatso, fat **** etc etc, Most of the comments were like water off a ducks back, nothing really stuck although deep down a lot of them did hurt. I started cutting down and went down from 26 stone to 18 and stayed at that, moved on to new jobs and social gatherings and even though I knew id lost nearly 8 stone, to these new people I was once again big lad, fatso, fat **** etc etc, peoples first impressions stick. But I was semi happy, I could buy clothes even though they were in xxxl size, life just seemed to go on. That was until the middle of August last year, someone I had met recently, someone who is a very good friend now, well in conversation one evening we were having a laugh and she turned to me and said, its a pity, the only nice men I meet are ugly and can talk. She meant absolutely no harm, it was an innocent comment, said with the heart and not malicious at all, well I pulled her on it and we laughed for ages over it, and it just seemed to pass over me again. Well next morning, the night must have concentrated my mind, suddenly I realised she was right, I looked in the mirror and could see what she meant and then and there the mind was made up and I started that day on cutting down. Since the middle of august ive dropped from, 17 stone 11 pounds to 13stone 7 pounds, around 60 pounds. Its taking my mind a long time to catch up with how I look now, people comment and dont recognise me, say I look great, but I still have the old image of me in my mind, I suppose I lack confidence which is a cross that ive bore for many years. If I can get my mind to accept that im not the ugly guy who can talk it would be great, hopefully that will come in time too.

cheethnico

Stepping on the scales after having my final baby and realising I could literally loose half of me and I'd still be a healthy weight I felt like cr*p

niajones95

I always wanted to lose weight but never truly stuck to it, in fact most of the time I'd just list out all the things I'd do and assume that was enough, then not to those things and stay at the same weight. What was the final straw for me was going to Uni and wanting a fresh start, then feeling hideous when I saw that all of my roommates were slim and thinner than me, getting into my first relationship helped, also on nights out it was never fun not having nice clothes because I'd wear the clothes I wore in the day because I felt embarrassed dressing up

time4kim2014

astgte wrote: »

Mine, well ive been a big lad since school, I remember leaving at 16 at 16 stone, balloooned up to 26 stone at one stage, always been known as big lad, fatso, fat **** etc etc, Most of the comments were like water off a ducks back, nothing really stuck although deep down a lot of them did hurt. I started cutting down and went down from 26 stone to 18 and stayed at that, moved on to new jobs and social gatherings and even though I knew id lost nearly 8 stone, to these new people I was once again big lad, fatso, fat **** etc etc, peoples first impressions stick. But I was semi happy, I could buy clothes even though they were in xxxl size, life just seemed to go on. That was until the middle of August last year, someone I had met recently, someone who is a very good friend now, well in conversation one evening we were having a laugh and she turned to me and said, its a pity, the only nice men I meet are ugly and can talk. She meant absolutely no harm, it was an innocent comment, said with the heart and not malicious at all, well I pulled her on it and we laughed for ages over it, and it just seemed to pass over me again. Well next morning, the night must have concentrated my mind, suddenly I realised she was right, I looked in the mirror and could see what she meant and then and there the mind was made up and I started that day on cutting down. Since the middle of august ive dropped from, 17 stone 11 pounds to 13stone 7 pounds, around 60 pounds. Its taking my mind a long time to catch up with how I look now, people comment and dont recognise me, say I look great, but I still have the old image of me in my mind, I suppose I lack confidence which is a cross that ive bore for many years. If I can get my mind to accept that im not the ugly guy who can talk it would be great, hopefully that will come in time too.

Don't let that comment follow you around, feel proud for everything you have done!

missanne112015

So fed up feeling frumpy and meeting a few people who commented am I am pregnant! I'm 51. Come on. Grr