Your "enough is enough" moment

OldAssDude

I was obese and developed diverticulitis. I had to get surgery and had to get my heart and lungs tested before they would do the surgery.

They discovered that i had COPD, and the stress test on my heart came back bad so they had to do a catheterization. It revealed that i had a heart attack at some point.

I survived the surgery, but they told me that if i did not start exercising, lose a lot of weight, and quit smoking, that i would not be around much longer.

WAKE UP CALL!!!

I started walking. Then power walking, then cycling, then kayaking, then running. I also used vaping to quit smoking.

Now i can power walk over 10 miles, run 5 miles, and have not smoked a cigarette in about 2 years. I went from a size 40 pants to a 32.

I recently had another stress test and all my blood work done. My blood work is all normal now (used to be a mess), and the cardiologist said my heart is strong now, and it actually healed itself from the heart attach because of all the cardio that i have been doing.

Danp

I don’t know if it was any one thing. Rather it was a culmination of stuff that made me reach that point.
- I got sick and tired of being nervous about my size. “Would that chair hold me?”, “Would I fit down that aisle?”
- I got sick and tired of being left out. I found myself sitting on the sideline while others had amazing experiences. Usually this was either because I was over the weight limit to participate or was way to unfit to enjoy participating.
- I got sick and tired of having to shop in specialty stores and buying awful generic clothes as they were the only ones that fit me.
- I got sick and tired of spending SO MUCH MONEY on junk food. Maintaining the weight I was I was took a pretty serious financial commitment.
- I got sick and tired of having to search for the ‘path of least resistance’ to get somewhere using lifts and escalators. I’d plan my route to avoid stairs and hills as I was too heavy and unfit to do them and if they were unavoidable I’d likely find an excuse not to go.
- I got sick and tired of being an inconvenience and a burden to the people around me. Being the size I was I couldn’t help but be an inconvenience to the people around me. If I sat in the 3 seater train seat only 1 other person could join me so I was putting someone out. If I went to a show or sporting event, I’d likely spill over the seat and crowd the people either side of me. If I flew on a plane, I’d fit (barely) but would undoubtably be encroaching on their space.
- I got sick and tired of making myself uncomfortable and in pain to avoid being an inconvenience. Because I was so conscious of being a burden on people around me I would go out of my way to minimise the impact I was having. This meant that I’d do my best to contort and hold myself in a way that lessened the impact of my size even if this meant that I was incredibly uncomfortable or even in pain.
- I got sick and tired of being so damn sick and tired all the time.

starkspot

Doctor’s visit 1.5 years ago: 376lbs, high blood pressure, high cholesterol, pre-diabetic, 51 years old, and a 6 year old daughter at home who needed a dad like her 4 adult siblings had. Knew it was time to make a choice: Get busy living, or get busy dying. Down 113lbs today, all health markers normal, still losing weight, gaining muscle, and getting fitter.

neugebauer52

So unfit and overweight, that I had difficulties walking a short distance.

LiLee2018

Chest pains. Scared me to death when it started happening. I was 38yo (earlier this year) at the time and I have 3 young children. Thinking about not possibly being here to watch them grow up just scared me straight. Thankfully the chest pains was only being caused by stress, but it really opened my eyes to just how bad off I was.

sardelsa

When I had a lot of trouble lifting my baby's stroller into the trunk. That was it. I knew I had to start lifting at that point. Now I can do it with one arm.

AnnPT77

Last straw was some combination of my doctor trying to get me to go on statins (didn't wanna; chemotherapy already was enough of a cognition-killer), plus routinely high blood pressure, then I got diagnosed with gallbladder adenomyomatosis (an inflammatory, cholesterol-y, potentially pre-cancerous sort of thing, not gallbladder stones/sludge).

I was already reasonably strong and fit, even as an obese person, but it was obvious that more serious health problems were looming. As a childless, widowed only child, I need to stay healthy to be independent as long as I can, because inability to be independent definitely means some kind of institution. Wanna put that off.

jmc930

When I had to buy new jeans. And then more new jeans. And another set of new jeans -- phased me a little, but I was pretty indifferent.

When my doctor told me my weight gain was out of control, and I needed to work on that -- I rolled my eyes and insisted my weight gain MUST be due to a medical issue. (It wasn't.)

But what finally did it for me was my own vanity... When I realized I was unhappy with every photo of myself and found myself hiding behind others in group photos to disguise my body. When I tried on wedding dresses and felt like a sausage poured into them (even poofy ones in my actual size, not sample sizes). I didn't want wedding photos I didn't want to look at.

Kimmotion5783

Two years ago, I was morbidly obese weighing a whopping 355 pounds. Down to my last pair of pants, I went into Avenue (a plus size clothing store) and discovered I had gone up TWO sizes of pants in a matter of months. I went up from a size 22 to a size 26 and they were ridiculously tight. I probably fit better in a size 28, but that would have put me in the "super plus size section". Heck no, not on this body! I took the tight size 26 pants home determined to make them fit- from that day on, I placed myself on a diet and started exercising. Now here I am two years later down a grand total of 125 pounds. Almost out of obesity, almost out of the plus size range. Best decision I ever made! It changed my whole entire life.

etchedvinyl

It was a combination of factors that just finally added up to "ENOUGH!!!". I had to hold my breath to tie my shoes. I would be out of breath taking the trash out. I had to go on a CPAP to sleep. I hit the last notch on my already large belt. That was it. I couldn't take it anymore. I had to do something different. I finally started taking my diet and exercise seriously. Since July I have lost 40 lbs. That was my first goal. Now I'm on to the next goal wich is to be down another 15 within the next couple months before I see my doctor again. I want it to be a surprise for him. I'm down 4 sizes and my clothes are getting pretty baggy. I am looking forward to wearing my old wardrobe from a couple years back.

nvpixie

Over the past year, I saw the weight I lost inching back on little by little. Yesterday I just felt horrible and frumpy and generally uncomfortable because the dress I was wearing was just a little too tight. I started logging yesterday, and I feel much better just knowing I'm getting back on track.

HoneyBadger302

My wake up call was when I couldn't fit into my "fattest" work pants, even leaving them unbuttoned with a belt. Literally could not squeeze into them, no matter how uncomfortable I was willing to be. I refused to buy bigger pants (as these were already a size larger than my "normal" size), and knew something had to give - since my pants couldn't, that meant I had to do something about my weight.

I had to wear skirts or dresses with stretchy waist bands for about a month while I lost enough weight to get back (uncomfortably) into my pants. I finally lost enough to where my pants were loose on me, then started working to get my fitness back. Put a few pounds on during that process, but eventually went back to losing just a bit slower.

Badly broken leg late in 2016 and subsequent complications led to me gaining back more than half of what I had previously lost.

Slowly working on getting back to where I was pre-leg issues, then will continue on working back towards my goal/old weight. I've started to realize just how much the desk job affects things, and have established the tools needed to accomplish my goals, so things are headed the right direction.

amusedmonkey

It wasn't exactly an "enough is enough". I was happy with the way things were for me and obesity was just a minor inconvenience. It was more of a "this isn't working for me anymore" when I got bad blood test results after a series of "minor inconveniences". It just didn't feel minor anymore.

stwida

My fiancee asked what I wanted for my birthday. It was the middle of a very hot summer. I told her I'd like some tanktops. I never wear tanktops, but it was so hot that I decided to give them a go. She responded with "Oh honey, you don't have the arms for tanktops..."

Let's set aside from how sh*tty that comment was for a moment, and just say that THAT was my "enough is enough" moment.

CarvedTones

Family pictures from a large gathering. I couldn't find a single one I wanted to post or provide to others.

WillingtoLose1001984

youcantflexcardio wrote: »

What was your enough is enough moment that finally put you on (or back on) the path to fitness?

Mine was 2 moments combined within about 3 weeks of each other.

First, was snowboarding with my brother. 7 runs in one day about destroyed my legs. When i was fit I used to be able to do 20+ runs a day for 3-4 days in a row before needing a break. The second was my first time back on a dirt bike in 5 years - a 20 mile trail ride had my legs and arms so tired and cramped it was pathetic. Again, I used to be able to do 60+ miles in a day for multiple consecutive days.

About 2 days after that dirt bike ride I looked in the mirror after a shower, got and got really angry at myself for letting this happen. Later that night, I went to the gym and rode bike for 30 minutes. The next day i put myself back on a lifting routine. That was in April. Started tracking food in August.

For me it was after being on a medication that increased my appetite so much that I gained over 100 lbs in 4 or 5 months. I was not going to gain after that and not going to be bigger than the sizes sold in Lane Bryant. Being the biggest size in Lane Bryant was a real wake-up call. It has taken me a while to lose weight though. I am down about 110 lbs now. I am sick of being fat and want a life! There is so much I wasn't able to do because of being morbidly obese for so long and during my 20's!

dmcnur

My doctor telling me last November that I was insulin resistant and pre-diabetic. I was also on blood pressure medication. I was off medication after 6 weeks and no longer show insulin resistance. I have lost about 78 pounds and have been maintaining a little below my goal weight for 3 months.

Whitezombiegirl

Recently, I regained 10lbs purely due to hormonal issues causing depression and increased appetite. I ate poorly, very poorly - pizza, cookies and chocolate for meals. I didn't have the energy or will to meal prep.

My turning point was having to get my big knickers back out of the attic. It absolutely killed me, especially as I'd only just put them away 3 months earlier. Plus, the more weight I have, the more water I seem to retain during pms. My breasts went up 2 cup sizes which I hate. I know lots of women would love that but I'm firmly in the itty bitty titty camp.

sexybug6

For me it was end of 2017 i been poorly with colitis and had so much stress due to excutor for my late father will i was picking up colds,infections for weeks never had j felt so low so i made my mind up to start jan 2nd 2018 and this year would be my year and happy to say so far lost 36lbs cycle nearly 94 miles a week.do gym on odd days and stick to diet so hopefully by jan 2019 i hope im at least 3.5 stone or more down by then nearly be where i want to be at GOAL

johnderobeck

One day I just realised that I could probably spend the rest of my life making excuses for myself and waiting for things to change. It is always easier to look forward to some mythical point where things will be different than to actually take responsibility for yourself and take a risk on actually becoming the person you always wanted to be. Losing weight and getting fit is definitely part of that, but it is a whole life change for me. My Faith is really important for me, so that day I committed to TRaCE (Take Responsibility for myself and Commit Everything back to God).