Mine was stepping on the scale at my all-time high and wondering how I let it get that far.

That and I'm never able to run and play with my daughter, have never been able to, in her entire life so far (8 yrs) because I get so out of breath. Breaks my heart.

Which time? LOL ....

Not so sure it was an Epiphany Moment as it was a moment of survival instinct kicking in.

In December 2009 my fiancee died in an accident. We were supposed to be married the next month.

Alone and grieving I saw the new road bikes we'd purchased in the fall of 2009 and they were a constant reminder of her absence, but also of opportunities lost. We rode them a couple of times together, but not as much as we'd hoped. I was heavy at that point, but she loved me anyway. But I was tired of feeling tired, tired of feeling aimless without her and needed a healthy diversion or I was going to end up in a place I didn't want to be.

So I started riding my bike. Indoors at first, on the bike trainer, and then outdoors when the weather broke.

While I've had my ups and downs with my weight since then, and not always eating right, I always come back to the bike, to what it meant to me then, and in a lot of ways it means the same thing to me now.

Back then, in 2010, the bike gave me purpose, kept me healthy for my kids and kept me sane when I could have easily slipped the other way.

Now it still keeps me sane and healthy. And it reminds me of her and what we had.

Mine was when my dad started losing weight uncontrollably from cancer and his treatments. There I was eating whatever I wanted and my dad just wished he could have something simple and not have a problem with it.

I think it was a long time coming, though. Before that I knew I had an issue when I barely fit onto a roller coaster. I shied away from the rides after that, and I could see disappointment in my kids' faces. I knew I had to do something, but my dad's health really pushed me to actually do something about it. He would give anything to be healthy. And here I have a chance to do it, so I can't squander the opportunity.

Well being someone who was on 2 blood pressure meds, a fluid pill, 2 inhalers, and 3 different diabetic pills i knew my next step would probably be insulin. I didnt want that. I couldnt even walk up steps without huffing and puffing to breath. I knew i had to do something! I always said i need to do something or i would die before i am even 40 or be in a wheelchair!

I turned 32, for some reason that did it.

So so so many things!
A photo last summer when I had been walking a lot and thought I was doing well...uh no. Then I went into complete denial about the whole thing.
My 71 yr old mom broke her leg without even knowing how she did it (how does that happen??) and I saw everything she went through. She and my dad pop more pills than a human should be allowed and I don't want to walk that road.
My 14 yr old daughter who is still taking athletics even though she has fulfilled the requirements. She is so fit and I hope she always appreciates what her body can do for her. Telling her that women will hate her later in life to have even half the strength she has - she does not see it yet!
And from my profile - I work from home and have ZERO excuse for not doing this, doing it the right way, and keeping it that way!

I seriously am just really, really tired of hiding; and that's what I've been doing. :huh:

the dreaded question........

"when are the you due"?

When I first started on MFP two years ago, it was because my dad had been diagnosed with diabetes & he and my mom had started eating right to combat it. they both lost a lot of weight just by altering the way they ate, & it was SO inspiring to me. He did so well that he's now off any medication for it & no longer has to check his glucose level.

That's still one of my huge motivators - knowing if I just eat well & stay under calorie goal I can lose weight - but when I started up again this January it was because I had come across the What Will I Look Like? website, & was SO impressed by the before & after pics, particularly of people my same weight & height down to a healthier weight. Knowing what success could look like after staying on track even just for a few months really pushed me to make a serious effort for more than a week or two. So far, it's worked!

I too got the got asked if I was pregnant. Some people have no class!!