Did you get serious?

I got serious about dieting when I bought a skirt for my birthday that couldn't even fit halfway up my thighs - you weren't allowed to try it on in the store so I just eyeballed it and thought it looked okay.

I got serious about fitness when I joined a gym and started with a personal trainer.

I didn't wake up with any of my wake-up calls. I hit snooze. :laugh:

When my dog got loose and I had to run a couple blocks to fetch him at the park (maybe at most 1/4 mile) and that left me wheezing for hours, it didn't bother me like it should have.

Losing both my parents bothered me, but didn't make me change my habits. It made me feel like nothing really mattered.

When I went to my 20th high school reunion weighing 50 pounds heavier than when I graduated, that didn't bother me.

When I'd throw out my back, knees, hips or ankles several times a year, that didn't bother me.

When my pants got too tight, that didn't bother me. I blamed drying them in the dryer.

I wasn't until I saw pictures of the Warrior Dash, and thought, "I wanna be able to do that!" then realized, "Oh, wait. I can't run," that I started doing something about my lack of fitness. That was pushing three years ago, and I haven't looked back.

I got healthy so I could have more fun. I guess I never got serious.

Once my dad humiliated me in front of our whole family last Thanksgiving.
He was saying grace and at the end he was like, "…and also Megan needs to lose weight and I mean she needs to lose it BAD! Because she has gotten really fat since her mother left and looord does she need help!"

I so was shocked I ran into the bathroom and hid and cried!
After that I started watching my meals, cut junk food, and do tougher workouts.

I've blamed asthma for my lack of physical activity for years. Whenever my son asked me to go outside and throw the ball, I was good for five minutes at most. I broke my tailbone in January of 2013 and was in bed for 12 weeks. That's a lot of time to stare at your body and become unhappy with what you see. When my doctor said I could expect pain and, maybe, a cane for the rest of my life, I decided that was enough. The moment my doctor released me to resume physical activity, I started going to the gym 2-3 days a week. Ninety days later, I'm going 7 days a week for 2 - 2.5 hrs a day. Aside from losing 16 lbs, I've lost 4 inches from my waist. Where I couldn't last five minutes with cardio, I can now go an hour at full pace. Seeing the results and feeling the improvement has definitely been worth it.

I just graduated college, and every years since probably 4th grade I've thought "Im going to lose weight and look awesome when I go back to school!!".

Even though most of those years I wasn't actually heavy, just believed I was.

I decided after graduating I'm FINALLY doing it.

Super serious the past 2 months, and doing great, hoping to continue on this path!!

Good luck everyone, sorry to those of you who had some pretty rough moments to get where you are now.:flowerforyou:

When my marriage started to go sour after 20+ yrs together & I filed for divorce. Thought if I ever go back to the single scene, I would need to love myself first & the path I was on was self-destructive.
We stopped the divorce three months into the process & things are still going great. I have lost 44 lbs already & I'm not quitting just because I'm not "single" I'm loving the new me, so far!!

Well, there are so many "aha moments" (as Oprah would say), but I think that the biggest wake up call for me was when I went to workout with my trainer, and he took me on a brisk walk. I swear it was less than 2 miles, and I was so out of breathe, I struggled to complete the rest of the workout. I had to stop several times, and he genuinely looked concerned. I felt so embarrassed and out of shape, but the realization hit me that I was out of breathe, out of shape, and I needed to get with it BAD, because I have a very young son, and I need to be able to keep up with him, and be here for him, healthy. So, that next day, I told myself that I would workout atleast 4 days a week, no excuses, and clean up my diet. I formed a support group with my family, and we do fitness activities and share recipes and information about nutrition and fitness.

The discs in my back went 3 year ago due to wear and tear of caring for my daughter.. i was stuck on my back 3 month couldnt walk never mind cook food for my family. had alot of take aways and conveinience foods piled on 3 stone by the time i seen the surgeon he said i was obese and couldnt operate. They gve me epidurals and a load of meds to deal with the pain and told me to lose weight but i wasnt allowed to try to exercise because of the compression on my spinal cord.. not that i could anyway. tried alot of well known diets with my sisters who both lost weight on them.. including exercise. they had never been thin before so i was happy for them but i was still gaining weight because i couldnt exercise. i didnt know what to do. i didnt recognise myself anymore in the mirror, felt like my loved ones were ashamed to be seen with me in public including my hubby of 17yr. maybe it was all just me.

sick of doing nothing and couldnt seem to help myself, i set up a charity online to raise money for a power wheelchair for my daughter and if it went well i could continue it for other children with disabilities that needed aids. Lots of groups and businesses got involved, i had to go to a moulin rouge pub crawl with a group of strangers in the city because i had the licence i had to be there.. i explained that i couldnt and why and the woman that was leading the group put it bluntly 'i have a bad back too but im planning on doing the uk 3 peaks challenge as well as this to raise money for your charity so you can do this at least!' .

hey if she can do it why cant i?, so i went and i was laid up again for a week or so in agony and when i seen the pics of myself in moulin rouge published to the world it was a slap in the face. i need to take drastic measures to lose this weight and get fit again. i need to be fit and as healthy as possible for as long as possible for my kids.

Pills. I got sick of the many I was taking for x,y,z...
The last straw was a Neurologist that said "I don't know what is wrong, but I can give you a pill to control it"
F that.
I figured that if I could get in the best shape ever (or the best I could possibly get) I could control some of the things that were issues for me.
Done.
I still have issues, don't we all, but the prescriptions are way-way down.

I got serious when I hit an all time highest weight earlier in 2013. It was a mindset thing for me - all these years of emotional eating, and then something clicked, and with the help of my MFP & other friends, I did it - one day at a time. I had medical issues during the past year, I have kids, and I didn't want to hear that I had to lose weight anymore. I was done, cooked, tired, and ready for a change.

At 39, i had my first heart attack, I blamed it on stress and anything I could think of other than the fact that I was just lard butted, is that a word...should it be hyphenated? For my 49th birthday and as a college graduation present, in early May, my body decided it was time to have another heart attack. I have two stents in the right coronary artery, one ten years ago and a brand spanking new one. I decided that if I were going to be around for a while then I would need to get into shape. For myself mainly, but I also have a wife, 3 kids and two grandchildren I would love to be able to help along the way, as both mine and my wife's grandparents did for us. As soon as the cardiologist released me, I started working on it. I love this app as a tool to help me along the way. I can put items into it, BEFORE I eat it and see what my daily result will be. Additionally, It helps me PLAN my daily food intake. One more thing, I have a friend, also once a large person, that gave me the best advice I have heard. DO NOT TREAT/REWARD YOURSELF WITH FOOD. YOU ARE NOT A DOG! Food is to fuel your body so you can do the ACTIVITIES that are important to you.

I did get serious but no event brought it on. I just realized, really realized, that everyday I was making a choice in what my body will look like and if I'm not going to do it know when will I, I'm not getting any younger.:laugh: So I started and started losing, then I began to believe I really can have the body I've always wanted, I can do this and I will.

This is one of my favorite quotes -
"I just woke up one day and decided I didn't want to feel this way anymore or ever again, so I changed. Just like that."

I had a doctors appointment in April '13 and I had to get weighed of course. I hadn't weighed myself in probably 2 or 3 months, but I had always been consistently around 155-156 lbs. For whatever reason, I was horrified when I got on the scale and it read exactly 160 lbs. My mom was with me because we have the same doctor, and she had an appointment scheduled right before me. i have no idea how or why she made it back there with me, but when she looked at the scale, she said (with a look on her face like she'd just seen a UFO) "woooooow".

Well her reaction pissed me off.

Prior to that doctors appointment, my fiance and I would workout intermittently, and eat healthy here and there. After my appointment, I kind of continued with the same attitude. Just keep plugging away and it should come off sooner or later...

Then one day I was doing a bit of research on weight loss, and ran into the MFP website. I called my fiance and told him that I was signing up and losing this weight for real this time, and he can either be with me or against me. Lucky for him, he's with me. That was on 5/20/13.

Lots of things did it for me , last week at a family gathering seeing all my family who are in good shape it made me realise I have to take action.
I am currently on my fertility journey and have used my fibroids as an excuse for my expanding stomach.
No more now i have found you guys on mfp.
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