What was your wake up call?

my wake up call was when I was out buying pie for a colleagues birthday (a lot of people do pie in the Netherlands rather than cake), I bought an extra half a pie, drove to a secluded parking lot, ate it as quickly as I could and drove somewhere else to find a trash can so nodbody would know I did it. When I got to work I stood in the toilet, ashamed, trying to make myself throw up. I knew right then and there that I needed help. There were a lot of similar events leading up to that point but sticking my finger down my throat was the ultimate low point for me. Seeking help was the best decision I could have made for myself.

It's been over two years since I've binged (or hidden and eaten) and I am a different person, mentally, surrouding food. Getting help was life changing.

I never quite got that far, but there were many times when I thought about it and came really close to following through. The part that confirmed for me that I had a problem was that I would actually do this naturally (without using my finger) out of guilt. The guilt made me nauseated and I literally got sick.

when I asked my Gyn Doc, why I was skipping visits from my monthly friend. She had to call a Senior Doc ( who was about 120lbs ) to tell me that my body was starting to shut down.. Because it was in a dangerous zone. I was at 278lbs. I got home an cried, of embarrasment and mad at myself for not having the will power to take control:grumble:

Got cheated on and was told it was because I was fat.

I lost the weight and left the dumbass. Thanks for paying for the Gym membership Sucka!

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Mine was when my youngest daughter who is three went in for a urimary tract infection and her urine tests came back with glucose in her urine which is very uncommon in little ones. Her blood glucose test was a little high, but nothing bad. The next day everything was repeated and she is fine, no glucose in her urine, but it made us realize just much junk we are eating. It is enough to scare you knowing that everything she eats, you let her have or let her put in her mouth, candy, cookie, etc? It woke me up as I refuse to let this hurt my daughters health, so needless to say everything changed and we are all eating healthy and now we joined the YMCA to get us and them active again!

Being 32 and diagnosed as a type II diabetic!

After my two children were born I used work, school and parenting as an excuse not to be healthy. It depressed me to look in the mirror and not see myself anymore. I had never had such low self esteem. Last year I watched my obese enemy lose weight. Not the healthiest motivation, but I realized that if she could do it as heavy as she was I had no excuse. Once I started working out it became about me though. I'd forgotten how much I enjoyed leading an active life.

Tired of being tired and making excuses. Enough is enough, I can do better than this!

I went had talk to the doctor about my concerns with my weight, My mother had developed Diabetes, and my OBGYN said she thought I might be insulin resistant. The doctor had said I had a few precursors to diabetes, and it was likely I could become Diabetic. Then he asked me if my mom, and her mom, and so on were bigger. I responded with yes. He said well you might have a predisposition for being bigger. WTF! He said it will be possible to lose weight, but it will be difficult! That set it I was going to prove him wrong. I will get to my "Just Right Size" even if it is hard! i was taught if it isn't hard it's not worth it! Why I never applied that to my weight before I do not know. I piddled around for a few months trying to figure out how to do it. Then September 2012 I adopted the philosophy To "JUST DO IT" (thanks NIKE :flowerforyou: )! I know what healthy eating is. I know how to get my butt up and move. I am going to stop with the second guessing myself, and the others come first attitude, and start with me ! If I am healthy, then my family and friends will do it too! Now everyone in my office is conscious of the foods they eat. My friends too! In December we found out my 9 year old son has high cholesterol, and now my husband is forced to follow my lifestyle change for him. I still eat pretty much what I want but pay attention to how, when, and why. If I can make something healthier then I do. Form me it is working! I losing it, and I am not tired, or run down. I now have more energy then my kids...lol. It is worth it for me, because I AM WORTH IT!:blushing:

mine ia 3x tall shirts are hard to find and kids ask me if i am pregnant and i am a male. plus me health is at risk

Sitting at home one day watching the TV show on MTV , called "Made" ....(a high school nerd wanted to be made into a cheerleader....or the "Ugly Betty" wanted to be a pageant queen, or the nerdy heavy set kid wanted to be the jock ) etc...

I thought to myself, "Dang..... I USE to be the cheerleader AND the pageant girl....what the he&$ happened to me?" lol! 5'3 hitting 230... something had to be done! So I called my trainer friend and started working out again! It's been years, battling the bulge....eating healthy and working out. I always knew what to do, like most...but just had to commit and apply it.

Needless to say.....5 years later, it has FINALLY CLICKED and it's a lifestyle...and not a fad/get-slim quick plan. But a life plan.

Also having a family with blood pressure and other issues, I have to do this for me.

Plus our body is A Temple God gave us, so don't abuse it...or we lose it!

What a journey it's been!

Shan, ATL

Going to the doctor and being told that if I want to avoid my PCOS from being any worse than it already is, I need to lose the weight.

I've always tried to love myself and my body however I thought I would try to sharpen up and be the most beautiful bride I can be to my fiancé. My friend was doing my fitness pal so I thought I would give it a go too.

My wake up call was how easy MFP is. When I tried on my jeans and went down a belt notch... then another one... now i've gone down two dress sizes the feeling is undescribable! I can get myself out of bed in the morning.

My fiancé and I have never been 'big', my heaviest is 154 pounds... We are now both loving our new bodies and happy we have exchanged the beer belly for abs.

Roll on February for the wedding!

I saw myself in a full length mirror and didn't recognize the person staring back at me. I started my diet the very next day and haven't looked back.

I needed two attendants to push the handle bars down so that I could fit into the seats of a roller coaster. It was embarrasing and my son just looked at me with shame.

When my pants size went up. I was in denial and told myself I was "maintaining" but when I went up a size, I knew I wasn't