What was your excuse before "getting serious"?

I'm tall so I wear my weight well :huh:
I did 5 workouts and tracked for a week and "only" lost 1 pound.
This is just part of getting older
It's fine, I'll probably get pregnant in a couple years, so why bother getting skinny to get fat again?

When I write them down, they seem even more pathetic.

"Life is too short to worry about calorie counting and not enjoying your favourite foods."

when in fact:

"Life is too short to not spend it in a slim, healthy. energized body...and to never realize what it's like to feel HOT!"

My # 1 excuse was smoking...couldn't even take a flight of stairs without getting winded. So, I quit smoking and started walking and eventually worked up to other things...amazing how you can actually work out if you can BREATHE!

I'm 40-something, I'm supposed to be frumpy.

Here are a few of my excuses that I held on to for years before telling myself I really needed to get serious about getting healthy. They are all true, but just as devastating to my health:

- I don't really LOOK like I weigh what I do

- My blood pressure is normal and always has been. It will stay that way

- Good health and longevity runs in my family even though some are overweight. It's no big deal.

- It could be worse


What are some of your excuses?

I'm tall, so I don't look like I'm as heavy as I am

I'm still under 200 lbs, so I can lose it when I decide to

Age slows down metabolism and stuff, so maybe this is how I'm supposed to be now

I can always lose it later, what's the rush now? (shortly after that, I had to spend lots of money to buy clothes that didn't look super tight on me )

I blamed it on my medication causing weight gain and making me unable to lose weight. I will give a nod that it does make it a bit slower, but certainly not impossible like I always made it sound.

Lack of motivation. I hated being overweight, but never had the drive to do anything about it.

Lack of education. Didn't know how many calories I needed to be eating to lose at a healthy rate, rather than a starving myself rate.

I didn't have one, I was lazy.

This...totally

I'm not vain!
I love food!
"Bad" people (murderers, criminals, etc.) should be fat, not "good" people like me.
I'm not one of "those people" who forget to eat or are naturally athletic!
I wanna do/eat what I want!
(All said in my head, of course!!)

1. I already have trouble sleeping and can't exercise until 9PM so I'll have more difficulty sleeping.

2. My hair will get messed up.

I never really had any excuses. For the most part, I didn't really pay too much attention. I never weighed myself and I always just figured that putting a little fat on was just what happend as you got older. The only reason I even started paying attention was because of some bad blood work at my 38 year birthday physical.

"I carry my weight well" yup, used that one a few times

"It could be worse, I could look like such and such" Yup, used the comparison technique

"I only need to lose 10 lbs so there's no need to jump into dieting yet"....that's the worst delusion because I would never re weigh myself and the 10 slips to 20 then slips to 30+ and now all of a sudden I'm devastated by the number and that switches to:

"I'm not even eating that much so I shouldn't have gained all this weight...I probably have an under active thyroid or something so there's no point in dieting"

"you only live once so why not enjoy life!" "Other people get to eat and drink whatever they want so why shouldn't I?"

"Thin people are just genetically blessed. I can't fight genetics!"

"I have a wedding this weekend, a party the following weekend, and a girls night out on Wednesday, there's no point in starting now when I'm so busy!"

Oh...the excuses list for me could go on and on. And now that I'm losing weight, I hear the excuses more clearly then I did before through the mouths of my friends and family that ask me how I'm losing weight. I tell them I eat less and move more. They act like that's impossible! :-) I always thought so too.

I don't know how.

Everybody seems they don't mind my weight.. so I was like nobody knows how much I actually weight.. then I started to geet more confidence I didn't want to lose weight but I really need to this is ridiculous . I don't like how I look even though people say I look good but still smh me don't like

lol.

i thought it would be hard work or something. and i never thought i looked as big as i actually did. until i saw myself in a mirror while sitting down and got to see the huge huge huge stomach/back area. WOW. Woke me right up from my dream.

I always thought "it's too hard." Especially since I quit smoking I used food as a new coping skill. Before I quit I ate like a bird and got down to 150 pounds. Before that I had been around 180 though, and not 230.

"It could be worse," was a good one.

"What's the point, I'm never gonna get a boyfriend."

After a while I decided I wanted to do it for myself and my health. I want to be the type of person who takes care of their body and eats healthy.