Anyone have strange reason for losing weight?

i want to study abroad in Italy, which is one of the more "fit," places in Europe. i dont want to be the typical "fat tourist,"...i want to blend in, or stand out in a good way!

Good one! I want to travel abroad too and not have to be the stereotypical fat American.

completely self centered and excessively vain reason. I am now at 38 a goth woman, I was a goth before it was ever cool 20+ years ago. Goth clothes only look good to a certain weight and body build size. I possess that build when I am sized smaller and hellishly expensive clothes I want to wear again.

Besides, have you ever looked, I mean really looked at the t-shirt selection for larger women?

I'll give you a minute to think about your last trip to Wal-Mart or where ever you shop for t-shirts.......

Ok, got that mental image yet?

My experience has been that t-shirts for large women usually have Winnie the damned Pooh Bear on them. What freaking moron thought it would be great to put a bear known for a gigantic gut on a t-shirt for sensitive creatures prone to crying, aka women larger than a size 8?

Or even freaking worse, they put Tinker Belle or Betty Boop on that crap. Yeah, I get it, you think we are gonna think wearing a t-shirt with petite fairies or voloptuous bust heavy, wasp waisted vixens on a t-shirt is gonna give us the impression we are that too. Um-okay, yeah.....

Or my personal favorite, they be-dazzle the neckline with fake little rhinestones. Why???? Really, the hot pink Grandma cut wasn't bad enough, but you put rhinestones around the square neckline? seriously? why?

So in the interest of never having to choose Betty, Pooh, Hot pink, or Tinker Belle again, I am determined to be comfortably back in solid black, all the time again by summer, perhaps some purple or grey thrown in, running high to corsets, lace and leather. Happy middle aged goth woman again in my expensive Tripp Ny flare corset trousers again.

Oh and my Morticia Addams dress for date night out with my beautiful sexy husband.

I don't want to be the one riding in one of those scooter carts at walmart cause im to fat to walk.

When the zombie apocalypse comes, I don't want to be the first one eaten.

Yep that's my reason as well. I'm kinda bummed the end of the world didn't end up with one personally. I was ready to survive & outrun. You only have to be one step faster than the person behind you.

I want to Cosplay as Motoko Kusanagi.

I want to be able to go as a superhero for halloween and not in an ironic "duffman" sort of way but a damn built, real-deal, well cut superhero!!


edit: and also zombie apocalypse just because of that dude up there.

Yeah, zombies... That's actually one of my #1 reasons these days. It's gonna happen, people, and when it does, I wanna be able to kick *kitten* and takes names and NOT get eaten. :-D

But also, just normal stuff like wanting to fly comfortably or hike long distances. I was homeless for a few months when I was a teenager, and hitch hiked everywhere or walked, and I want to be in good enough physical shape that I could endure something like that again if I ever needed to. There's no fear of that ever happening, but I want to know that I'd be okay.

ETA: Yoga. Man, it's hard to do at 300+ lbs. I CAN do some things, but I want to do them all. Pushing fat out of the way sucks.

Zombies, meh. I want to be Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Powerful women FTW.

I don't want to be the one riding in one of those scooter carts at walmart cause im to fat to walk.

lol!

I had an epidural during labour, and they had to take me for a c-section...it took a lot of nurses to transfer me from the labour bed to the stretcher since I was frozen...like 4-5? I don't want to be that person again when I have another baby.

When the zombie apocalypse comes, I don't want to be the first one eaten.

This. Exactly.

I secretly want to be a ninja

It's probably kind of hard to be a ninja if you can't even do a pull-up. Just sayin'.

I've made myself a solemn promise that if I am ever forced by circumstances to do customer service work again I will moonlight as a ninja and hunt down the rude ones.

Still working on the pullups. Also, must look good in ninja-wear!

I dread the thought of having to fly with a coworker for business, and swishing out into his/her seat... again. Happened once about 15 years ago, and I've been waiting for it to happen again.

I also nearly did not fit in the safety harness on a recent bridge walk, even though I was under the maximum inch requirements for waist and thighs (barely) - my rear end took up all the extra slack plus some, and I almost was not able to get the harness back up high enough to reach my waist.

Seriously, I want to be able to dress like a grown woman but not an old woman. Clothing makers seem to think that fat women are either elderly or infantile.

I also want to stop avoiding Southwest airlines when looking for a flight.

Well it's kind of shame's me to put this out there, but a few year's ago I went jet skiing with a friend's family. I went out with two young girl's on one ski and we fell into the water. Well I couldn't get back on surprise surprise!!:noway: Another jet skier was driving by and I sent the girl's to shore and told them to get my husband. Meanwhile the other skier thankfully let me hold on to his ski or I probably would have drown. When I seen the jet ski coming back for me with my friend's husband on it I knew more trouble was ahead. He weighed around 160 lbs.and that was because he was wet. He and the other man tried everything to get me on that thing. He was even trying to push me up by my *kitten* with his head EMBARRASSING to say the least. :embarassed: Finally a ranger came by and I was able to use the rope hanging on her boat to pull my self up. This whole event took about an hour and got lot's of attention from the people on shore as well as all the people driving by in their boat's. I have lost 80 lbs. since then and my friend's husband quit smoking :smokin: and gained 40 so next time hopefully I will be able to get back on with no problem...:laugh:

Oh, you know what, you aren't the only one! I nearly drowned in the middle of a lake with my hubby on my birthday one year. We tread water so long that the muscles in my hands began to cramp up. *sigh* It's a shame it took so many years after that to find the motivation, hm?