When was your "Somethings got to change" moment?

jdm1954

I work part time for a funeral home doing services and removals. After the holidays my clothing wasn't fitting right anymore, especially my very expensive suits that they provide for work (They are a multigenerational company and very aware of image and professionalism) One morning about 3am I got a call & had to really suck it in to get my pants hooked. I also noticed either I was getting weaker or the deceased seemed to be getting heavier. I said to myself thats it somethings got to go-Mainly some lbs.
My weight loss has been pretty good so far and I have regained alot of strength since I hit the gym 6 days a week now - 4 cardio & 2 lifting. I am down 23 lbs since january 1 - 18 lbs since finding this site 5 weeks ago and learning alot.
Very satisfied that my suits are now close to the point where I might have to get them altered and brought in a little.
I would love to hear other stories as well

pomegranatemint

When my body started to break down on me and I was getting nausea nearly everyday. My bodybasically told me 'hey you got to stop, or I going to keep making you feel sick'.

There really was no other choice, being nauseous everyday is just horrible and is almost like a death sentence, anything is better than that feeling, so went to a gastroenterolagist and a dietitian and they said do this and I did and now I am slowly feeling much, much better, both mentally and physically.

Jewel0124

For me it was when I was diagnosed with high blood pressure. My blood pressure had always been low especially during my college years but one morning when I opened my eyes the room was spinning. I knew that I had to make a change.

BleedsCoffee

I think my "Okay, this is enough!" moment was when I realized that despite my boyfriend's extremely supportive nature, *I* was enjoying our... ahem, "physical", time less and less due to being INCREDIBLY self conscious. Never, ever for even a moment has my significant other made me feel anything less than gorgeous, but I have been overweight since I was about 22 (I was never a "skinny" girl, but never felt "heavy" or "fat" until partway through college) and I have, time and time again, withdrawn intimately from partners when I feel fat.

I spoke to my partner about my feelings on my weight and his response rocked me to tears it was so kind and thoughtful. "I will love you whether you never lose a single pound or whether you gain one hundred, but I will also support you in whatever you endeavor to do. Anything you need from me in terms of support, just ask."

While he isn't on the path to fitness with me (quite yet), he will sit down and let me tell him all about my progress, setbacks, and goals. He offers non-stop encouragement and while he doesn't feel comfortable dispatching too much in the way of advice, I've never felt more equipped, emotionally, both because of his support and my own determination to really get fit. I want to know what it's like to run and LOVE it... and I will!

escalada22

It was my birthday in Feb and I was blowing out the candles. I blew them out and made the wish that I would be healthier, happier with myself and basically not fat anymore. I made that wish, ate cake, went home and thought about that wish I had made. I had not only made that wish this year, but the last 4 years! I realized I could keep on wishing, wanting, and hoping but until I took control of me, I would NEVER be where I wanted to be! I enjoyed my homemade cake the rest of the weekend (birthday festivities was on a Friday). By Monday morning I was back here with a venegence!!!

NewMnky1

Mine was when the Dr. said my blood work indicated that I was at a very high risk for a heart attack! That did it for me. I am only 37, way too young to have those issues.

mikeroobuddha

5 days after my 39th birthday with the big 40 looming..... decided that I needed to feel like a kid again and get active as I'm definitely getting older!

NYCNika

When I got back from our ski vacation that involved eating out 3 times a day (with dessert and numerous drinks) and got on a scale. I realized that I am approaching the weight I was in my third trimester, but now I'm not even pregnant! That was sobering.

angeliakerry

My "Somethings got to change" moment was when my 5 year old daughter put her hand on my belly and said, What's in there!!!!!!!!!!!!
So, I am totally motivated to eat nothing but veggie, fruit and water for 7 days......

ashb811

I think my "Okay, this is enough!" moment was when I realized that despite my boyfriend's extremely supportive nature, *I* was enjoying our... ahem, "physical", time less and less due to being INCREDIBLY self conscious. Never, ever for even a moment has my significant other made me feel anything less than gorgeous, but I have been overweight since I was about 22 (I was never a "skinny" girl, but never felt "heavy" or "fat" until partway through college) and I have, time and time again, withdrawn intimately from partners when I feel fat.

I spoke to my partner about my feelings on my weight and his response rocked me to tears it was so kind and thoughtful. "I will love you whether you never lose a single pound or whether you gain one hundred, but I will also support you in whatever you endeavor to do. Anything you need from me in terms of support, just ask."

While he isn't on the path to fitness with me (quite yet), he will sit down and let me tell him all about my progress, setbacks, and goals. He offers non-stop encouragement and while he doesn't feel comfortable dispatching too much in the way of advice, I've never felt more equipped, emotionally, both because of his support and my own determination to really get fit. I want to know what it's like to run and LOVE it... and I will!

I love this, it's so sweet!

My moment was when I saw a picture of myself in bathing suit that friend tagged me in and then again when I got my body fat measured and they said I was getting closing to the over-weight range. I've never been in that range before and it was devestating for me. So I started to make a change. I've been on and off MFP for a year now.

MsDos

My moment was when I saw a picture of myself and I looked heavy and unhealthy. I am tired of having to crop pictures to just my waist and above. I have been on MFP for almost a year now and today I have decided to make this change and stick with it.

Maximumresults

I was cooking something to eat, dropped the flipper and when I bent over to pick it up..I began to see stars and stumbled into the kitchen countertop which broke my fall..this was long after many other moments...as I began to cry, I started to search for why I was in this place

freebird777

I think my "Okay, this is enough!" moment was when I realized that despite my boyfriend's extremely supportive nature, *I* was enjoying our... ahem, "physical", time less and less due to being INCREDIBLY self conscious. Never, ever for even a moment has my significant other made me feel anything less than gorgeous, but I have been overweight since I was about 22 (I was never a "skinny" girl, but never felt "heavy" or "fat" until partway through college) and I have, time and time again, withdrawn intimately from partners when I feel fat.

I spoke to my partner about my feelings on my weight and his response rocked me to tears it was so kind and thoughtful. "I will love you whether you never lose a single pound or whether you gain one hundred, but I will also support you in whatever you endeavor to do. Anything you need from me in terms of support, just ask."

While he isn't on the path to fitness with me (quite yet), he will sit down and let me tell him all about my progress, setbacks, and goals. He offers non-stop encouragement and while he doesn't feel comfortable dispatching too much in the way of advice, I've never felt more equipped, emotionally, both because of his support and my own determination to really get fit. I want to know what it's like to run and LOVE it... and I will!

I totally relate to this...almost exactly. It's awesome to have a partner who will rub your tummy and tell you how sexy you are. But at the same time...it can hurt you as well. I got to the point where I didn't even notice my rising weight bc my boyfriend was always telling me how beautiful I was. Now, he's totally supportive just like your man. He doesn't partake in my efforts either, but he will hide the chocolate before I come over

mkkhoza

Mine was in the doctor's office after many months of tests for all various kinds of ailments which found nothing. I was on 2 hbp medications and on the fast track to diabetes. The doctor literally looked me in the eye and just simply said ""some weight loss would help"! That was 3 years ago and 40 pounds ago...I am all in now!!

crimznrose

I went along with the doctor prescribing me metformin for 10 years to treat hyperinsuliemia and insulin resistance. He never called it diabetes, but let's face it - that's the same medication my diabetic grandmother takes daily. It wasn't until November 2011 when my quarterly routine blood tests (required by my doctor because of the metformin) came back saying I was at risk for heart attack - high triglycerides, high blood pressure and my cholesterol as sky high. The doctor wanted to put me on even more medication - but after a decade of pills and no treatment, I stopped going to the doc and took things into my own hands.

"Heart Attack" was my magic word.

I started counting calories November 2011, added regular exercise by March 2012 and started running (couch 2 5k) in May 2012. I've lost 35 lbs and 8% body fat. I life 3 times a week, run 3 times a week and have done two half marathons with three scheduled for 2013. In January, my gym did a blood test as part of my baseline fitness profile. After just a year of eating and exercising, my cholesterol is low, triglycerides are healthy, blood pressure is that of an athlete and I no longer have insulin/blood sugar issues. I'm medication FREE and am never going back to the way it was!!! :bigsmile:

sallydurkin

Mine "somethings got to change" moment was stepping on th scale Jan 27 2012 and it hit 250 that was it I cried, and cried and cried. How does 230 become 250 I had been around 230 for a couple of years it just started creaping up and bam that number was MY breaking point. My husband was very supportive and told me I just gotta do it, no other focus. I found myfitnesspal and haven't looked back since.... my husband joined my efforts right after his birthday and he has lost 75+ lbs as well. I have not finished losing the weight i want he has meet his goal but is still continuing on. He is waiting for me to meet my goals so we can celebrate together, he is my hero he has not caved once in over a year no sugar (other than fruit and yogart) and is excited for the day we celebrate together even though we are now pregnant and we are continuing on this path through pregnancy and after till I reach my goal weight. He's my rock!

2stepscloser

This past December. We went in a cruise and I thought I looked cute... UNTIL I looked at the pictures with me in them. Yuck! I knew immediately that I couldn't look that way anymore!

wildchild06241

I wore a pair of winter white pants that I thought looked nice. My best friend tells me the following day that she won't wear that color and type of pants because they show all the lumps and bumps that you don't want others to see. And because she is my best friend she also told me that when I turned and walked away from her the day before, she saw what I dont' want anyone to see. That's all it took! Now you will never see that stuff because I don't have it!!!!!

msaestein1

When I had to buy size 12 pants consistently. If I had gone over a size 12, I would not have been able to shop at Express anymore!

SquidgySquidge

There wasn't really one particular moment for me, just a growing knowledge that I was putting on weight.
My clothes started looking crap on me and I really noticed my face looking fat in pics - so as many people do, I made a new years resolution to lose weight and get fit.

I do that every year, this is the first time I've stuck to it for more than a week and I've lost 14lb so far.
I even got up at 5.30am today to go swimming - if you'd have told me last year I'd be doing that one day I would have laughed at you :laugh:

mudpie1518

When I sit and try to tie my shoe I can't breath, and nothing that I put on fits quite the same, and every time I get on the scale it is still going up and not down. I got two tires around my waist, I can go on and on about my something got to change moment. I work in a clothing store and all of the pretty clothes are not in my size, so something got to change.

stephaniemejia1671

I was getting dressed to go out one night, and everything EVERYTHING I put on just didn't look and feel right. I looked in the mirror and realized finally just how out of shape I had really gotten. It didn't feel good at all.

KLC2784

I went to the doctor for a routine check-up and found out that my cholesterol was ridiculously high. My doctor told me that she was going to give me three months to lower it on my own, otherwise she was going to put me on medication. Definitely the kick in the rear that I needed, as high cholesterol and heart issues run in my family. The very next day I began my weight loss journey. 3 months later I went back to the doctor, 30 lbs lighter, and was happy to discover (as was my doctor) that my cholesterol had dropped by 72 points!

Gmtribble90

My moment was when I had casting agents turn me down for really good work as a show/movie extra because I'm over the size they want (I recently started acting and modeling). Just the other day, I had a guy ask me if I could squeeze into a size that is impossible for me because I'm larger than what the show actually wanted. This made me feel bad and realize that in order to both feel better about myself and land those jobs, I need to lose the weight.

Lulzaroonie

Where do I start? I gained a lot of weight within a couple of years, and yes, it was down to what I ate, but I also had an undiagnosed medical issue until this year. People were horrible to me, calling me names behind my back, people I thought were my friends made fun of me, when I would go out, I would get ignored outright by people while my friends would get people hitting on them, I couldn't walk without shin splints hurting me. I felt like I didn't exist.

zanne54

7 years ago I did Bernstein and lost 65 pounds down to about 150 total (I'm 5'8"). It was a horrible experience. I obsessed about food constantly and was beyond miserable. At 150 I had lost all my curves and I didn't feel good about myself - and the nurses were pressuring me to lose another 15 pounds. I quit the program cold turkey before even attempting maintenance, and it took me 6-8 months to feel "good" again. I would NEVER go this route again.

I put about 15 lbs back on, got my butt & boobs back and was ok with my weight. Then I met my DH, we both love to cook and eat, life stresses happened and I slowly gained the weight back, due to bad food choices, a sports injury, too-large portions and booze. I knew I was getting up there, but was in denial, until late December when I was struggling to do my pants up and I stepped on the scale and saw that I had hit almost 240. DH is 6 feet tall and I weighed more than he did. Not cool.

Due to hitting "maximum density" as I call it, the fact that I'm 41 so have to start being more conscious of my health, and a planned Fall trip to Africa, I decided NOW was the time to make the lifestyle change my friends had all been talking about/doing: from just sitting around and eating whatever I want, to daily exercise first and then enjoy eating whatever I want in smaller portion sizes. I didn't want to be too fat to be able to do adventure travel, or too fat to fit into the airplane/bus/safari 4x4 seat, or too fat to outrun one other person if the lions came to eat us... I also realized that I was right on the borderline of being too fat to continue to play hockey safely - one bad pivot on a rut and I could blow a knee. And then I'd be too incapacitated to be able to exercise the weight off, and I'd fall down the other side of the hill to hugely obese and be unable to ever come back from it. I decided to make a new year's resolution...and to stick with it!

I started MFP on January 2nd...as soon as I got over the NYE food & booze hangover. I've realized that I already ate very balanced; I just needed to reduce portion sizes and cut back on the fat. I also realized that the beer league hockey I had been doing for exercise didn't burn nearly as many calories as I thought - so I can't justify beer & wings after every game. I've made a commitment to exercise daily, and have been pretty good at carrying through on it - but I do take one or two "rest" days a month when my body tells me it's time for a break. I can still throw my crazy dinner parties; I just need to go for a swim or a bike ride first to earn some extra calories.

And I must be doing something right. I've lost 38 pounds since Jan 2nd. I haven't been suffering like I did on the Bernstein diet - I actually feel great! I'm sleeping better. I can skate harder, longer & faster. My endurance has increased. I don't have to worry (so much) about being able to squeeze through tight spaces or knocking things over with my *kitten*. On the downside, I don't have any pants which fit me right now. But having a droopy butt on my pants is preferable to having them too tight to sit down in. 40 lbs will be my half-way point, and I expect to hit it before the end of the month. 80 lbs is my total goal, and if I can keep on track, I hope to hit that by NYE. One year...80 lbs. If I can do it, anybody can do it!

Afura

Some awesome stories! I've had 2 a-hah moments. The first one was when I was at the Dr's for an exam because I was feeling tired (later to find out it was well justified, I was realllly anemic). She just suggested going on a diet, and starting to walk to help, no pressure, but just asked. I appreciated that, and at that moment, the light went on and I gave myself a mental fistpump "this was my time!", and I did it and lost over 100pds.
Sadly I lost my job, and was off my thyroid medication and eating poorly because pasta was in my price range, and have since gained it back. Recently there's been a surge of healthy eating and exercise in my group at work, and I realized that I could think about it, and not enjoy being lighter weight all I wanted, unless I worked at it like I did before. There's no good reason why not to, really.

gregwhitley

7 years ago I did Bernstein and lost 65 pounds down to about 150 total (I'm 5'8"). It was a horrible experience. I obsessed about food constantly and was beyond miserable. At 150 I had lost all my curves and I didn't feel good about myself - and the nurses were pressuring me to lose another 15 pounds. I quit the program cold turkey before even attempting maintenance, and it took me 6-8 months to feel "good" again. I would NEVER go this route again.

I put about 15 lbs back on, got my butt & boobs back and was ok with my weight. Then I met my DH, we both love to cook and eat, life stresses happened and I slowly gained the weight back, due to bad food choices, a sports injury, too-large portions and booze. I knew I was getting up there, but was in denial, until late December when I was struggling to do my pants up and I stepped on the scale and saw that I had hit almost 240. DH is 6 feet tall and I weighed more than he did. Not cool.

Due to hitting "maximum density" as I call it, the fact that I'm 41 so have to start being more conscious of my health, and a planned Fall trip to Africa, I decided NOW was the time to make the lifestyle change my friends had all been talking about/doing: from just sitting around and eating whatever I want, to daily exercise first and then enjoy eating whatever I want in smaller portion sizes. I didn't want to be too fat to be able to do adventure travel, or too fat to fit into the airplane/bus/safari 4x4 seat, or too fat to outrun one other person if the lions came to eat us... I also realized that I was right on the borderline of being too fat to continue to play hockey safely - one bad pivot on a rut and I could blow a knee. And then I'd be too incapacitated to be able to exercise the weight off, and I'd fall down the other side of the hill to hugely obese and be unable to ever come back from it. I decided to make a new year's resolution...and to stick with it!

I started MFP on January 2nd...as soon as I got over the NYE food & booze hangover. I've realized that I already ate very balanced; I just needed to reduce portion sizes and cut back on the fat. I also realized that the beer league hockey I had been doing for exercise didn't burn nearly as many calories as I thought - so I can't justify beer & wings after every game. I've made a commitment to exercise daily, and have been pretty good at carrying through on it - but I do take one or two "rest" days a month when my body tells me it's time for a break. I can still throw my crazy dinner parties; I just need to go for a swim or a bike ride first to earn some extra calories.

And I must be doing something right. I've lost 38 pounds since Jan 2nd. I haven't been suffering like I did on the Bernstein diet - I actually feel great! I'm sleeping better. I can skate harder, longer & faster. My endurance has increased. I don't have to worry (so much) about being able to squeeze through tight spaces or knocking things over with my *kitten*. On the downside, I don't have any pants which fit me right now. But having a droopy butt on my pants is preferable to having them too tight to sit down in. 40 lbs will be my half-way point, and I expect to hit it before the end of the month. 80 lbs is my total goal, and if I can keep on track, I hope to hit that by NYE. One year...80 lbs. If I can do it, anybody can do it!

Inspirational post! Sounds like you have the right attitude. And the bolded section made me LOL!

TheEffort

When depression became my reflection in the mirror...

khayashi80

I had a couple of moments, but really amounted to this: 1) I went on a trip to Mexico and had to use my sweatshirt to hide the fact I couldn't buckle the seat belt, I feared they were going to kick me off the plane. When we arrived, my legs swelled up and my husband rushed me to the hospital afraid of deep vein thrombosis (I was 31). The doctor kindly told him in Spanish that it was my weight. The picture we took with the family made me look like I was ready for a scooter. 2) I broke the hinges off the toilet seat because I had so much difficulty trying to clean myself. 3) I couldn't walk more than a block without excruciating pain in my back and getting out of breath. Something definitely had to change!

I hated myself, When I first started I hadn't weighed myself in over a year. Couldn't look in the mirror. Turns out, I was 324.5lbs and I was getting even bigger. Lane Bryant no longer carried a size large enough for me. I was getting into Mumu size. I had to decide whether I would continue to live as I was and get a hover round and be pitied, or get help and get healthy. I am so thankful I chose the latter. My husband stayed with me through it all, but he is definitely happier now. I'm now 18.5lbs away from my goal weight!

acstansell

I gained about 25lbs over 3 years of marriage, 1.5 of which were very stressful due to my husbands declining health (he's much better now). No one ever told me I was too heavy, but I when I was a size 22, a 2X top, and couldn't get comfortable...that wasn't enough. NOt being able to look at myself in the mirror wasn't enough. My aching back, knees, exhaustion, and escalating blood pressure wasn't really enough....though it was the start.

It took a dress to make me realize I was down a destructive path. My husband's cousin was getting married and I bought a dress on sale for 30 bucks and when I went to try it on two months before the wedding, I couldn't get it zipped! Spanx, corset, and all. That was the end.

I went out and had a big mexican dinner with my husband and the next day started my diet.

That dress is now 4 sizes too big and is no longer in my closet. But the picture is in my house and on my computer to remind me of where I've been and what I never want to do to myself again.