My moment was looking at pictures of myself. For some reason looking at yourself in the mirror and on a picture or two different images for me at least. I'm graduating next year and I want to look my best for that day.

My final straw was the pain in my knees. I went on a cruise in Dec. 2012 and I had to wear knee braces on both knees just to walk around the ship. 7 days of watching my Mom worry about me and my health. I vowed to walk everyday before breakfast while on the ship. When I got home I struggled to find a health routine. My healthy routine is coming along!

You know that little bit of flabby fat from the back of your arm that hangs over your elbow when your arm is straight?.. well that was my moment!

The first time i realized I need to lose weight was when I walk up one flight of steps and I could not breath. I was quickly approach 275 and I was disgusted. I decided to visit to a weight loss doctor and he told me I was over weight by 80 lbs. I am ready to shed this weight and be healthy again.

I know I have done this a thousand times, but to go into Lane Bryant and spend a tank of gas on one bra & a pair of panties. Filled my tank up today for $56.76! Enough is enough!

When all of my clothes were getting tight. I convinced myself that my favorite pair of jeans didnt fit because I washed them too much, but when I finally weighed myself I realized that I had gained a lot of weight in a short amount of time (25 lbs in 4-5 months). I was tired of being tired, having to buy plus sized clothing and always feeling like the 'fat friend'. I also realized I was only 15 lbs smaller than my boyfriend who is a big/buff guy. I never want to weigh that much again!

The second time around (gained back 15#) was when the size 6 became too tight ... I remembered that when I was an size 18 knocking on a 24 door, I keep thinking oh it is not so bad .it is only a few pounds differnce . now I know how hard it was to lose and how fast it came back no more !!!!!:smooched:

When I cleaned out my closet and realised 80% of the clothes in there didn't fit me....All things I'd been holding on to for the past couple of years that I told myself I'd fit back into after I lost a few pounds. Instead, the scale kept going up and I knew I needed to either accept my new size, or get up and do something about it as the weight wasn't going to magically fall off!

When I got on the scale and realized that I was 1 double cheeseburger meal away from 200lbs....

The crazy thing is that even though I've always been overweight, I've never had low self-esteem. Thanks to a lovely family and beautiful friends. And GOD. But I always knew I was setting myself up for health trouble. Several different cancers runin my family, and being 300+ pounds at 25 was putting me right in line.

My last straw came during Christmas dinner, Decemeber 2012. I had been cooking for two days straight and my entire body ached. My family came over and right when I sat down to talk to my favorite cousin, THE CHAIR BROKE!!! He was so sweet about the whole thing (again, I have very sweet family), but I was completely mortified. I wanted to run to my bedroom and cry, but I didn't. I stayed and ate, and tried to shake it off.

That night, it was like something finally snapped. I felt it in my heart that this time I was going to get healthy for good. I can't explain it any other way than to say that God had finally broken me down to the point where I was able to hear what he'd been screaming at me for so long.

So, on Jan. 7, 2013, I started on my journey for the last time. I've lost 20 lbs of bodyfat. Gained 2 lbs of water and 1 lb of muscle. And I KNOW this time is different, because I'm different.

My final straw was realizing that everything I wanted to wear I could not because it was in Missy/Junior and I needed to shop in Plus. I have extremely high blood pressure and I want to be here to raise my son. I've had my victories on the scale and off. I'm pusning forward to obtain my goals and refuse to allow anyone to stop me.

When I was with my then boyfriend (now husband) in my hometown for Christmas, and I got on the scale and saw a number I didn't like. I was embarassed my family had seen me get that overweight during college.

I'm still trying to get toned legs...even in high school i never had toned legs, even though I was pretty skinny.

I always knew I needed to lose weight and get fit, but always had an excuse, was not motivated, and just hnestly being lazy. Lying to myself.
Seeing myself in pictures and not feeling good about it, i was actually disgusted.....then having a total meltdown in a fitting room when I couldnt find anything that fit right or looked good once I got it on.

When I realized I was doing the "FAT GIRL'' wobble . I was going for a cart as soon as I entered any store because of the pain in my joints .

It was this morning when I turned full circle in my closet and realized that I didn't know myself. I tried on 5 outfits before making a dash out the door in something that, as a type this message, is tight around my belly. I can't take it anymore. It seems as if I have lost my sense of style.