What derailed you?

I was a closet anorexic/bulimic. I liked the attention of "Where do you put all that food?"

So when I went into recovery, it never occurred to me to slow down my intake. I still sought out the attention.

I wish I had been more open about my image problems back then and received proper help, and nutritional counseling.

Because now, 10 years later, I'm messing with a messed up metabolism... lingering image issues... and a ton of pounds.

Last year, I was at my lowest weight since high school and was super active and fit... I ended up being in an abusive relationship. He was verbally and emotionally abusive and wouldn't let me leave even after I broke up with him. He stalked me and made my life hell for a few months after. The break up was around the holidays and I made poor food choices, some stress eating of all the unhealthy food that floats around work and family events during that time... I also had to stop going to the gym that I went to because he went there too.

Eventually, I built up the courage and strength to get a restraining order and at the end of it all, I found I had gained about 25lbs!

I am now actively working to get back to where I was last year. It's a struggle but I'm determined!!!

I think the biggest downfall for me has always been restaurant meals. Convenience and instant gratification of almost any craving. For many years I TRULY didn't realize restaurant foods were that much worse. I had zero clue about calories until I joined this website...if you asked me back then I would have guessed that a breakfast sandwich made at home with an egg, bacon, and 2 slices of toast, was the same calories as one from Sonic or Denny's or wherever...or maybe 50-75 calories higher because they put a bit more butter. HA! So far off.

I don't mean to make restaurants out to be the devil btw. I still enjoy dining out a couple of times per week...just not multiple times per day, every day!! ;-)

For me it's the scale. The #@&!* scale. Especially when you have been perfect, and it rewards you with a big fat zero. That just ruins me. Been trying to only weigh myself twice a month now instead of weekly.

Well it was ages ago, but it was a job too. I went from being a student (15 hours of classes, rest was free time) to going to school twice a week and to work the other three... So I went from following a strict diet with a nutritionist to eating out every day (I lived in France, nobody packs lunch there, plus your job gives you coupons for free meals). I learned nothing from my 6 months with a nutritionist, as the diet was so strict, and it was impossible to follow once I didn't eat at home anymore, so I gained all the weight back plus friends.

Then I moved to the US and stopped walking 2 hours a day (which I did naturally, working in Paris) and that made it even worse.

But all that was 12-16 years ago... I just slowly gained weight until two years ago.

Wow! This actually makes me feel better. I gained all my weight because of a bad relationship, and, while I don't like that anyone else went through it, it's nice to see I'm not alone!

I was at my healthiest when I met him, and things were good for about 8 months. Then he started cheating on me and abusing me emotionally. When I turned to food I gained about 10lbs and he started to verbally abuse me. He'd say stuff like, "You're too big to ride my motorcycle. It's not meant to carry a heavy load." Ugh!! Really? Jerk! And he had no shame. He'd say it in front of people, who would then feel sorry for me which made me feel even worse. And I was only, like, 145lbs then. I wasn't HUGE. We finally split, but he kept coming back around and playing mind games with me. The weight went up and up and up. It took about a year after really saying bye to him for me to get to a good place where I was ready to take control of my weight. I've lost 47lbs since January, and it feels awesome!

Good luck to everyone working toward their own goals!!!

College dining halls. A boundless selection of high-calorie comfort foods, not to mention the huge portion sizes dished out. I kept giving myself the excuse that I could use a little extra weight, but once I started getting a little chub on my belly, I stopped those thoughts in their tracks and came back here to watch what I eat :happy:

Nothing "derailed" me per sei...I graduated from university and took a desk job so I became less active and didn't do anything to make up for that. Beyond that, getting married and starting a family and having kids, etc put pretty much everything else on the back burner.

I can't say as though I wish I had done anything differently...I am who I am today because of the decisions I've made, both good and bad. My guess is, had I kept my leaner profile I probably would have less actual working knowledge of nutrition. Gaining weight and having some related health issues arise as a result actually made me research proper nutrition. Before I was lean, but not because I watched what I ate...I ate pretty ****ty and didn't get anything resembling proper, balanced nutrition...I just moved a lot.

honestly, here is what it was for me. not placing any blame on anyone, but at some point you look back at the habits you formed as a child.

there was never any food structure in my home. we were poor (family of 6) and my folks relied on the cheaper foods, which were usually unhealthy than actual food. eventually, my folks' careers stablized, however they were so busy trying to put food in our mouths, they were unable to look into the nutritional value of the foods they were bringing into the home. we never learned proper nutrition at home and rarely discussed health and firness. also, we rarely ever ate together as a family.

i think this may be the case for many immigrant famiies who live paycheque to paycheque. making ends meet and paying rent supercedes the importance of buying healthy foods and preparing nutritious meals.

Eventually, the financial burden eased on my parents as my siblings and i brought home paycheques, but the nutritional dynamic at home, reletively stayed the same.

it wasn't until i got married and moved out of my parents' place where my meals became healthier and structured. i thank my wife for this. because of her, i began eating healthier meals. but stil...25 years of damage was done.

we have learned more about nutrition and meal planning and hopefully, we can pass on these good traits and values to our kids.

I'm in a similar situation as MisterZ. I've been overweight most of my life and I don't want to put blame on anyone, but it's from bad habits I had growing up.

My parents never taught me proper nutrition or exercise. It was always fast food or deep fried foods.My parents would often buy the cheaper version of something without bothering to look at how much nutrition was actually in it. My dad also had a nasty habit of sneaking me treats. He would bring me home a chocolate bar every night after work. He worked some weekends so that's at least 5-6 chocolate bars per week. (If I remember correctly it was either Aero bars or Jersey Milk bars). Plus he would make me chocolate milk with extra syrop when I wanted something to drink before bed (instead of say, a glass of water). My mom was just as bad, whenever I went grocery shopping with her she would buy me some candies that was near the cash. Some of the supermarkets offered free cookies to children so naturally I had some every single time. My parents also gave me desert every night after dinner. That was usually a giant bowl of ice cream topped with chocolate chips, sprinkles, chocolate syrop or sometimes I'd have a couple of cookies. The entire time it was encouraged that I basically just sit and watch tv. I was never given a bike to ride as a kid and whenever I asked about doing anything physical it was always a "you'll give up within a week so it's not worth it" attitude.

I did become self aware of healthy eating in high school and tried really hard but with work and the odd hours after I graduated it just never really worked out. Last year when I was rejected for my dream job I took it hard and gained almost 30lbs in two months by binging on chocolates. It wasn't until I stepped on a scale back in March saw my weight and cried. I decided to stop being upset by the rejection and to do something about how I was feeling. I started to switch things around in my life near the end of March and I've never looked back. I figured out why I was overeating and I believe I found an way to overcome it.

I look back at how I was raised and am seriously surprised I don't have any medical problems. I should seriously be diabetic or something with the amount of sugar I ate as a kid.

Nothing really derailed me. I just kind of gave up. I'd lost 60+ lbs and was very near my goal weight when I got tired of doing it. I stopped working out. I ate whatever and however much I wanted. I gained it all back plus 20lbs.

Looking back I kind of wonder if it wasn't because I considered myself on a diet and got tired of dieting. Trying hard to switch to the lifestyle mentality this time around.

nothing derailed me because i would quit before i ever saw any results

i compare it more to a push lawn mower. may have taken a couple of pulls to get it started, but once i did i cut the whole lawn in one go

I was on Weight Watchers in the winter/spring of 2012 and I lost almost 35 pounds, reached my goal weight, and made Lifetime Member. I was thrilled. Then came August, when those of us who work in schools are often on vacation, and I told myself I'd have some fun on vacation and then get back into tracking when the school year started. Uh uh. Didn't happen. I figured since I'd slid so far I might as well keep sliding, and I went back to my frat-boy eating habits (not becoming a 50-year-old woman). So, short answer, laziness and lying to myself derailed me. I'm hoping to do better this time around.

Impatience derails me.
Getting on the scale and not seeing the results I want to see, when I want to see them, is a big part of that.

Trying to be perfect derails me.
Having an all or nothing attitude about food. I'm either dieting or completely off the rails.

Comparing my food plan to others' plans.
I have to stick with what I know I can handle food-wise, not someone else's version of what works for them.

Impatience is the biggest reason for my derailments out of the three, though.

In the time I've been farting around on here, many people that I had as contacts reached their goals, which were similar to mine. So, had I been patient with seeing results, I could've easily gotten to my goal weight as well.

Instead, I give up over and over at the first sign of discomfort or no movement on the scale.

So I wish I had stuck with it, even after I felt like a failure for bingeing once too often or if I didn't see a number on the scale that was pleasing or if it just felt plain hard to do one more day.

The ONE common denominator I see with the successful people on here is that THEY DIDN'T QUIT.