When was you "Oh Hell No" Moment

Beginning of 2012 when I realised I couldn't bend down to tie my shoelaces without feeling out of breath and I'd spent almost half of my life being over weight. At this point I was 28 years old and had been in bad shape since 16 and. I am only 165 cm tall and weighed about 15 stone. I didn't quite get the diet/exercise combination right at first but after a few months I did and by October I was below 10 stone and have hovered around there ever since. My fitness going up dramatically has been a nice bonus I'd never even considered. Being able to finish my 20's and start my 30's being in shape has at least balanced out the shame of being over weight for so long. Now I'm trying to go further by getting my body fat percentage into single digits. Because when I've come this far and actually been quite good at it, it seems I might as well see how far I can go. Sort of like I'm making up for all those years of being in poor shape by making sure the years that come I'm at the complete opposite end of the scale.

When I was diagnosed with severe sleep apnea at age 32...

My moment sounds a lot like yours! You know its an oh hell no.. when you dread seeing your own picture! It really hit me seeing myself holding my precious child and looking the way I do... I never wanted this for myself, but I really hate to see myself like this for my child. So I said OH HELL NO.. I am going to do something about this! Just started my journey.. and praying I stay with this and really put the effort in it.. because I have to do this!

I thought that if I continued to gain weight, then if I ever reached goal weight, i might have loose skin.

I had a coworker about a year/year and a half ago tell me that I'd gotten fat. Rude as hell on her part, yes, but still. It got me thinking.

I can relate. .. I can't wait until I'm where you are.

It was when a friend pointed out that I looked exactly like Sam Tarly.

I have a few, including the time I saw a sneakily-taken picture (I was facing away from the camera) of me at a family get-together and realized my backside looked wider than a barn door! Another was when I actually hit 80 kg (~176 lbs) which is definitely too much for my 5'8" frame.

Realizing I gained 15 lbs in one year! It was my first year being married and my husband does not eat healthy - and I haven't learned to cook healthy yet. Since I started MFP I have gained 2 lbs but lost 5 since I started taking it seriously. Hoping to keep the weight off when I go back to working full time (teacher on summer break here - only tutoring).

I know my parents both have weight-related conditions and I am terrified that I will inherit them sooner than later.

My husband said I was getting fat and lazy, and instead of apologizing, he defended himself by saying that he was insinuating that I was lazy and thats why I am getting fat...Oh Hell No! I will show him! I have lost 3 lbs to date (one week into it) and have 57 to go. I will be a skinny person and he likes thick women. I will NEVER allow myself to feel that way by someone else's opinion. I love him to much to have him feel that way. And love myself to much to get any fatter or lazier.

Combination of stepping on the scale and being 195 lbs when I never thought I'd ever be close to 200, and realizing that my family had stopped bugging me about losing weight, apparently they accepted I was just going to be fat no matter if they teased me about it.

Pictures of me after my son was born and the fact that the scale read 200lbs. Never in a million years did I ever think I would weigh 200lbs. I did not recognize myself in pictures and that was an awful feeling. And then going to my daughters classroom for the first time (she started Kindergarten the month my son was born)...I didn't want to be that parent a kid is embarrassed of. Started shortly after...spent a year watching what I ate and lost 65lbs. Have maintained it the last 3 years give or take 5-10lbs.

@_KrunA_ - How have you maintained it for that long? Do you follow the maintenance suggestions from MFP?

A few weeks ago when I got my license in the mail. I couldn't tell where my face ended and my neck started. Actually I couldn't tell where my neck ended and my chest started either. I didn't use the word HELL, though. My word started with an F.

When I went to the beach with two of my best friends and saw the pictures that we took...I thought that a high waisted bikini would help hide what I needed to hide and it definitely didn't.

My boyfriend's ex (who's as skinny as anything and that he was having an affair with for months) decided she was going to give me the nickname hippo. 1 year and 51lbs gone I'm halfway to my goal weight and she'll never be able to call me that again!