What was your "fat" breaking point?

When I saw of picture of myself and it took over 40 minutes for me to realize it was me...... such a sad day.

When I nearly got to 400 pounds. I couldn't stand without having back pain or go up stairs without being winded. All a thing of the past now

When I hurt my knee and tried to find a brace so i could walk easier....and couldn't find one that fit unless I got a custom one or paid a ton. I had already started and fell off the wagon, now I'm back on, making better choices, eating less calories than less time and not having a problem at all!

When my scale gave me triple digits (in kilograms). I hit 100 kg, and knew it was about time I did something. I also realized I didn't want to be this fat when I turn 30, which is in June of next year. So, less than two months ago, I got my act together, joined here, and the rest is history.

When I looked more like a seal than human (body composition standpoint)

It isn't a fat point although I am a size 12 the first for me, but when the doc found atypical cells and i am now on cancer watch with a regiment to help kill the cells before they become cancer. If I am changing my food might as well change my lifestyle and stop trying to pretend my size 6 clothes shrunk.

My pants got really tight. Pants cost money. Eating less is free.

Right before I found out I was pregnant with my son. Also was looking back through pictures of when my husband and i got engaged and realized how big i was back in 2009. My asthma was kicking in more from even the littlest walk. Decided enough was enough back in 2011 (yes I was ignorant, and carried 243 for 2 years). Now being at 187, i know i still have a ways to go, but i am going to get there!!!!!!!!!!

I didn't feel comfortable being intimate with my husband for a long time. Very low self-esteem. So I decided I didn't want to keep living that. It was really bad. I didn't ever want to leave the house.

2 years ago, I realized that I couldn't put on my socks or wipe my a** without a massive amount of effort. So I dropped 15-20 pounds. Was pretty proud of myself too until I took a trip to Egypt and got on a camel. The poor camel screamed really loud when he stood up with me on his back. The camel's operators were trying to help him stand up and everyone was staring at me. So embarrassing!!! Next time I go to Egypt I'm going to ride on another camel, and he won't scream.

It finally hit me to start dieting again when I hit almost 160lbs - again. When I was in junior high, I was around 170lbs, which is obese for my height. Slowly but surely I lost the weight and was down in the 130's by my junior year of high school. Then I slacked off, and started gaining weight again. I was concerned when I hit the 140's again, but didn't do a whole lot about it. Then when I looked at my graduation pictures, I told myself "That is not what a healthy me looks like..." I hopped on the scale, and here I was at 158lbs. I was hesitant to start dieting again, mostly because now I'm on my own and buying healthier is a lot harder than just eating healthier. But I finally cracked down on myself in January. I've dropped down to 140 now, and I'm not going to be happy until I've not only reached around 120lbs (my goal weight is 115lbs for the reason that my weight does fluctuate, so 115-120 is a happy weight. If I hit 120, I push back to 115lbs.) but I also need to reach a healthy diet and lifestyle so I can keep the weight off. Old habits are hard to break, but I'm being really stubborn with myself because when I look in the mirror, I'm not happy yet. And that's what initially caused me to break down on myself.

Watching my entire immediate family (who are all obese) deal with various health issues, most of which are at least partly related to weight. As a 39 year old, I needed to make a lifestyle change. Been working so far, BMI is down into the normal range

There were a couple...

-The idea of going into a size 20 was unacceptable to me.

-Being told part of the reason my then-spouse and I weren't having sex was because I was overweight. (I asked, though, so, don't ask questions you don't want to know the answer to...lol )

Started exercising & eating better & kept it moving!

I can't say I ever had a "fat" breaking point. I was fat pretty much my whole life and there comes a time when you stop letting it bother you...at least that's the way it was for me. I have confidence, and don't really care what anyone else thinks about me and my weight. I never let my weight hinder me from doing anything I really want to do.

I just made a promise to my wife that if she would get on a "diet" that was real and actually doing some exercising and not just fad diets she normally does, then I would jump on board and get healthy with her.

Well, she started working her butt off exercising and eating healthy, so I started eating healthier too...mostly because she's the cook. I started to exercise some and now I'm all in to get myself healthier and to support her.

After a nice vacation with my toddler daughter but without my husband, my husband squeezes my stomach, jiggles it and says laughing "You were eating good in Florida. You didn't leave here with all of THIS! Instead of laying in the bed, you should be working this out at Planet Fitness. HA HA HA". Needless to say I didn't find him funny at all. He says he was joking but whatever.

I had started working out right before I went away...for me, for my health, and because it would make me happy. I was at work one day...had gone to the bathroom, washed my hands, did the mirror check and had to do a triple take because I didn't recognize the person staring back at me. I was furious and disgusted and immediately started looking up programs to join and that's when I found his app and Planet Fitness but the incident with my husband really drove the nail in the coffin for me. I was so insulted. There's no turning back for me.

While on vacation I didn't diet or workout and I gained 6/10 of a pound. I thought that was pretty good. I started dieting and working out a day after I got home. So far I've lost 6.6 lbs. in almost a months time including my 10 day vacation time. I'm proud of myself, inspite of what others may say. They'll be my fuel when I'm pounding away at the gym.