What was the moment?

...when I went on a "girls weekend" in early May of this year and packed lightly because I had so little that fit. Thank heaven the weather was a little chilly and I was able to wear a sweatshirt on occassion. Otherwise I would have worn the same shirt for 5 days. Unfortunately because it was chilly there I was...wearing shorts. I had no long pants or jeans packed since none of them fit. I got serious about my diet and exercise upon return.

My fasting blood sugar levels were 100 (101 is pre-diabetes), my hormones were completely out of whack, and I had trouble fitting into my car! The steering wheel has to be low and close because I'm a shorty, but the wheel was brushing my thighs and getting quite uncomfortable.

I wore a dress that I bought a few months back but never wore. When I bought it, it was 1/2 size too big. Surprise, it's now a 1/2 size too small. It was fun trying to breath sitting in that dress all afternoon. I'm just thankful it has sturdy stitching!

I had several "DUH" moments! How many times do you have to have subtle hints and even the "bop on the head" hints.

Not in order:

1. All my 24's were worn out and really didn't fit. I purchased some 26's, which fit good. (Embarrassing for me, I had never been 26 before.)
2. Just months later, I saw a pic of myself and I was seriously spilling OUT of the 26's. WHAT THE HECK???
3. My back hurt, bad, from just doing 10-15 minutes of chores.
4. We went on a family hike and I wanted to die. I love going on hikes with kids. I couldn't wait for the 1 +/- hike to be over. And when someone suggested we go on another, I about died.
5. Was at the local County Fair with my husband and kids. My husband had to ride all of the kiddie rides with the kids while I watched, there are no way I would if in them. The one ride I decided to ride with my son, it took the attendant shoving the bar down on my stomach for it close. Not only was it embarrassing but I was in extreme pain the whole ride.
6. Have to worry about chairs with arms or sizing up a booth for if you'll fit to start with and what side of the booth maybe bigger.
7, I'm short(er) and I can't move the seat back in the car too far, or I can't reach the pedals, so when my super sized stomach was all most touching the steering wheel it is just too much.
8. Scared to sit in certain chairs or even hunting stands because I might break them.
9. Climbing a flight of stairs leaves me breathless for several minutes.
10. Finally, I am surrounded by people who are relying on scooters, medicine and other items because they have allowed their health to decline so much. These people are not elderly, they are 30's to early 50's. I don't want this for myself. I feared sudden death also.

Great thread, girl!

There was never any "moment" just alot of little moments.I was going to out one day and realized that none of my clothes fit and the only thing I could wear were t-shirts and yoga pants.comparing my tiny size 3 skirt(that used to be kinda big on me) to my size 16 pants that were too tight.When I was working, being compared to every other fat girl with glasses.I would always get the comment "you guys look like sisters".When I was pregnant, hardly anybody could tell, I just looked fatter.I would seriously get comments like from people who saw me every day that they had no idea i was preggo.Oh and this might be tmi but sex sucked, didn't have any energy like I used to lol. I just don't want to live like this anymore.

I was acutely aware of how badly I needed to lose weight, but my "OK, that's enough" moment was when my gyno took me off the birth control I'd been on for years because it wasn't effective in women of my size, and my blood pressure was so high that continuing to take it might cause me a heart attack.

I hit the gym and changed my eating habits -- MFP was an absolute GODSEND in that regard -- and since last summer, I'm down about 70 pounds and about 3 sizes. (But despite my shrinking frame, the girls are still DD's. ::angels sing in perfect harmony::)

I do still have quite a ways to go -- I'm almost halfway toward my ultimate goal -- but I decided to focus on the positive and made a list of things that used to bum me out about my weight that aren't an issue anymore. I keep it among the notes on my iPhone, top line is "Things I can enjoy now that I'm not as fat as I used to be." I look at it when I'm feeling down and need a reminder of how far I've come, and every it motivates me to want to lose more so that I can keep adding to the list.

trying on a swimsuit and seeing how awful i looked. Then locking myself in the fitting room and crying until my boyfriend braved the ladies fitting room to see what was taking so long to show him the swim suit....

Recently looking through the pictures on my phone & finding a video my son had took several months ago of me standing at the stove cooking dinner. I had to look @ it twice to make sure it was me. I had no Idea I looked that big.

Starting a great new job and not being able to fit into my spring/summer outfits & refusing to buy anthing a size bigger.

Several things hit me at once:

Seeing a picture of my mom, sister, and I after a trip home-- I couldn't believe how I'd let myself go and not even noticed.

Noticing that my uniform at work was getting quite snug and I was too embarrassed to ask HR to order me new ones.

Taking a long, hard look at myself one morning while at home alone and smoking, eating last night's leftover pizza, and watching movie after movie. I had not left my house since the day before. Decided right then I needed to make some drastic changes...threw out the pizza, cleaned out the fridge, trashed my smokes, and went on a 2 mile walk. I never looked back.

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stepping on the scale and seeing 195 almost 200 !!!!

My moments were;
1. My "fat pants" were now too small and my thighs were rubbing together so much that all my pants were getting holes where they touched together.
2. My back was constantly hurting and was told dropping a few pounds would help.
3. I tried on a swim suit and turning into a complete sobbing emotional wreck in the fitting room.
4. I made peace with gaining a size or two and went shopping and couldn't get the shorts that were 3 sizes bigger than last summers shorts up past my knees.
5. I have PCOS and was told that dropping as little as 5 lbs, but preferably 30, would help me to regain my fertility and finally be able to conceive.
6. The final huge moment that pushed me into the gym again was when I was a bridesmaid stuffed into the least flattering strapless number that showed all the rolls underneath as well as the lovely armpit cleavage, quad-boob, and back fat hanging out all over the place.I saw those pictures posted online and was humiliated.

Currently my weight is jumping up and down all over the place so I don't really trust the pound tracker, but my inches lost are huge and I just ran my first 5k this last weekend!