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

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.

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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.

stepping on the scale and hitting the same numbers as when i was 9 mos pregnant! my son is almost 2 and i'm still holding all that weight -_- time to shed. i want to be the 135 (or at least close) that i used to be.. and feel sexy in my skin.

When my boyfriend and I got on the scale and I weighed more than him! I'm only 5'4 and he's 6'3! Oh yea and also the fact that my daily attire seems to be t-shirts and legging because that's all I can fit now.... Hopefully I can lose weight keeping this food diary

Trying omn clothes in the dressing room. Made me want to cry just looking at what I ALLOWED to happen to my body. Life changing experience. Left the store, came home and got on the treadmill.

I always knew that I was chubby, but I never felt fat.
I was content to stay a bit chubby for my whole life, until I talked to a lady in her 40s or so who had to have been 400+ pounds. She said that she was about my size when she was my age. (I was 19 at the time)

All the sudden I realized that I had been gaining weight very slowly since my teens, and that if I didn't change my habits soon, I would go from being a bit chubby but still cute, to massive in a decade or so.

I can relate to almost all of the above posts.

My big kick in the pants started in April when my cousin (and best friend) committed suicide. She had suffered from depression for a long time and I have had bouts of it myself but never to that extreme. After she passed, I didn't care what I ate or how much of it. I gained 10 lbs very quickly, slept like crap, was very spacey and extremely unhappy. One day in July I stepped on the scale and weighed the heaviset I have ever weighed. I decided that I couldn't let her death run or ruin my life and decided to do something about my weight so I could feel better about myself. So glad I did it!

Having my 5yr old ask me several times within a 3 week span why my arms and stomach were so "squishy". Mouthy 5yr olds! That and I refuse to buy a whole new wardrobe in a bigger size. I've been big all my life and it's just time to make a change.

I know exactly how you feel! I noticed that less men were approaching me and like you said it's not because you're unattractive it's because they can sense your confidence levels. The thing that made me want to lose weight the most was when I noticed I didn't reckonize myself in my pictures. I use to be a picture freak. Loved to take pictures anywhere! I use to cheerlead and live a pretty active life until I had my baby two years ago. It seemed as the weight was starting to fall off it took an abrupt turn and starting coming back.

I wanna get my social life back but I feel so ashamed of my weight that it makes me self concious and honestly a little jealous of others that are in shape and wears thing that I use to wear that I wouldn't dare wear now. So that definitely made me say, nuh uh this weight has got to go.

I was 144 when I got pregnant and when I started this program I was 188. I haven't weighed myself in about 3 weeks so next week I will weigh in. I look better already so I know I've definitely lost some.

Best of luck to you=)

My clothes size was going up and I was still trying to buy smaller clothes because they were cute and I wasn't even able to fit into it. And the fact that I can barely can stand up no more than 7 hours at work with out all the pain in my ankles.. taking my niece and nephew to the park or out to play and cant keep up. I had to make the change.

I became a new mom. And then, 4 days later, I became single mom. I called the initial phase my "post-partum got a divorce diet". I've kept it off by changing the way I eat.

We had to get a specific uniform color at work and within a few months I had to go out and buy bigger ones! WTH! And I had once upon a time sustained very healthy habits so here I go again.