Whats the one thing that set you off to want to lose weight?

i've never worn a bikini in my entire life.. WTH IS THAT ya no that right there im like OK time to lose weight went from 207 to 129 and still going

I finally realized that there was no easy way to lose & had to do it, was tired of being held back because of my weight. Plus hearing about Rosie O'Donnell, who is my age having a heart attack. That really hit home.

Trying on clothes with my friends at the mall and having them tell me "yeah um no, that doesn't look good" not because the piece wasn't fashionable, but simply because I was too fat to look good in it.

Laying down with my ex-significant other and having him touch my belly and say "our baby is in here".

Realizing I could no longer fit into ANY of my jeans and was confined to only wearing skirts and sweatpants.

when i turned 50 back in 2010... i did alot of soul searching on how i wanted to spend the rest of my life.. having a background in nursing and working in nursing homes almost 20 yrs i realized i did not want to spend any part of my life there unless i was working.
taking care of people there closer to my age these days ..most of them are unhealhy as all heck.. alot are overweight and cant walk. the aides hate taking care of them because they are hard to move around.. one person i felt so bad for .she was only 58 and was a below the kneee amputee and they were about to do the same with the other leg. she cried tome that her life was over ..that she can no longer do what she wanted and that she couldnt even go to the bathroom without being put in a lift to a toilet,often soiling herself because people couldnt get to her on time.. she cried that she could never go out on a date again or go to a ball game or a movie.. things we all take for granted in our lives. she was obese and diabetic and never took care of herself. she has passed away since.

im obese but not diabetic..i do have high blood pressure which is better now that ive lost weight .. but im not there yet. i have that story in my head and knowing my life is more than half over ,well i want to do more.

the last two years ive enjoyed life big time..traveled alot, ran in some 3-8k runs , working out , social life is great , and im happier than i was. and im enjoying my grandkids alot..i can play with them where a few years ago i wouldnt have been able to. i run with them and take them for walks and swimming in my pool..

thats why im doing this

Just after Christmas last year I was bulied into a post Christmas wieght loss challange at work, 10 weeks of avoiding cakes in the office. I weighed in, then worked out what the figure in pounds was in stones. OMG 294 equals 21st..... time to really change life.

being cheated on..

My husband is in Basic Training for the military and I really want to lose some weight so that when he does the Airman's run at graduation and sees me standing on the sidelines, he can be proud of me. I got pregnant right away after we got married so I feel like he kinda got cheated out of having me at a good weight. I know I can't lose it all in a month but I want to lose enough that he will be proud of what I've accomplished.

I just finally looked in the mirror and said "wow" in a gross, disgusted way. Plus my size 22 jeans were getting a little too snug. My shirts were pushing a 3x too. eeeek

My doctor gave me several shock results on a blood test. My triglycerides and blood sugar were abnormal.

I also feel that I am running out of chances to lose the weight. The fat is holding back my life. I am out of my early twenties and have not even gone on a date in four years. No guy has showed an interest or asked me out since high school. No amount of makeup or clothing can make up for zero confidence.

I am pretty much doing this so I can have a chance of getting what I want out of life. I am sick of feeling like a victim.

**graphic**

I also spent a few days with a relative in hospital and it shocked me into change. She is morbidly obese and in terrible health. She has 15 doctors and has taken over 20 pills a day to manage the symptoms. Most of her issues stem from the weight. I had to untie her hospital gown and walk her to the bathroom at night. She asked me to rub lotion into the rolls on her stomach and back that she could not reach, so they would not chafe under the strain of the fabric. I had to adjust her leg for comfort, knowing that it was infected with an easily transmissible bacteria that her immune system is not strong enough to fight. The bed was about six feet from the bathroom but it took her 15 minutes to get out of it and to prop her feet in a position to stand. She would run out of breath several times during this process. Eventually, we got to the point where she required a pad on the bed, and there were a couple of times when I could not do anything but retch, leave the room and let the nurses handle it.

The hour she came out of the hospital, she went to Burger King and had a Whopper. I can't help but think how her lifestyle choices are killing her and putting a strain on everyone in the family. Since her release, the diabetes has worsened and she takes insulin shots before every meal. But at least she is alive.

Seeing how bad her health is, and how much she looks like me - we put on fat in all of the same areas - shocked me into staying on my weight loss plan. I do not want my future to be like that.

I'd let myself go because I was so unhappy and I wanted to build myself back up again. And I wanted to have my photograph taken and not look like I was pregnant.