What was your 'no more!' Moment

(I don't have to go back to 76, because I also gained some muscle mass during the years).

cazbit wrote: »

Do you have one?

I have done diets in the past, half heartedly, losing half a stone then falling off the wagon, always feeling deprived when on a diet, I was stuck in that cycle for ten years.

Two months ago I was brushing my teeth, looking at the reflection in the mirror I seen this big swollen fat face that didn't look like me. Five stone overweight. I thought, nope, no more!

That's was it, utter disgust. Two months later, 16lbs down and I have changed my whole approach to my nutrition and change my hobbies so they are less about reading books, watching TV and more being part of a running club and going to exercise classes and swimming twice a week. I look better, I feel better and it feels more like a way of life than a 'diet'

Did you have a defining moment that put you onto this path?

Well done! Interesting that you really had 1 moment that made you realize that this is enough. For me it took some time to realize.

I quit smoking and then I quickly gained like 10 kg, becoming 106 kg in total. 8 years before that I was 76 (when I was 18), I was gaining gradually after that.

I always said: if I become 100 kg I will really start losing weight, never expecting that to ever happen. But yeah than it did. It was much harder to walk and cycle, I had pain in my feet and legs and people started commenting (they were surprised to see me like that, as I've always been a sportsman). I felt miserable. I realized that my health and fitness are really important for my happiness. I found this forum and got a lot of advice. I learned about CICO and so I started to make gradual changes to my exercise routine and diet. I downloaded an app to track my weight, and seeing this graph go down gave me a lot of motivation. Now I am 84 kg, losing my final 4-5 kg

It was about 5 years ago and I was in a restaurant bathroom with the most unflattering lighting imaginable ( you know the kind) and I saw dimply fat under my arms. That was it. Made me feel out of control- and old to boot! I went on WW and lost over 20 pounds. I use MFP now to lose some gain back weight and maintain,

For me it was not being able to shop in normal fashion shops I had to go the large section and the range of clothing there wasn't great for someone in their early twenties (was 10 years ago). I also couldn't walk up a flight of stairs in a shopping centre without getting out of breath, and I hate to admit this but I though nobody would love me the way I was because I didn't love myself. 84lb and 8+ years later the weight has stayed off, I'm in a very happy stable relationship and couldn't be happier!!

when xxl shirts were getting snug and I barely squeezed into 42" waist pants

I was lying in bed and my heart was beating strangely, maybe a bit rushed. That and the creases getting warm and sweaty was enough. Happy to say my heart feels fine and no more sweaty bits where they shouldn't be, since I've lost 36lbs. It's the most I've ever lost and I feel great. That has made me keep going

When I was eating right and working out like a fiend and still was fat. I was at the end of my rope. I was doing what I needed to do, but the results weren't reflecting my hard work.
I decided to try something different...something I was so skeptical about. (I question EVERYTHING) I actually wanted to prove it didn't work..I was wrong. My life changed!
Sometimes, even when you know and do all the right things....you just need a simple minor change to make the magic happen.

I have been overweight all my life and have tried various diets in the past but it wasn't until November 2014 when I was on holiday with my other half and his family that I had my 'enough is enough' moment. I was really proud of myself at having taken and worn bikinis but after two weeks of watching the hotel staff swoon over his size 12 sister my condifidence quickly dwindled and I thought 'You know what, I'm finally fed up of being the fat chick at the party'. I was fed up with having a mission trying to find a new pair of jeans, I was fed up of the wobbles and bumps, and I was fed up of the irrational jealousy I felt whenever I saw my OH look at other women on TV.

I had always been fit, I got hurt and handled the recovery horribly. I gained 50lbs and made every excuse not to work out: I have plates and screws all up and down my back, I have hypothyroidism, I can't workout like I used to so what's the use, THEN I saw one of the military guys who worked with me come back from Afghanistan, his leg was blown off by a roadside bomb. The day he left the hospital with his new prosthetic leg he ran a mile, over 200 of us stood outside to watch him attempt the run, I knew THEN my bs was BS!! I went home and got in my shorts and running shoes and started to workout again. Its not always easy to workout, I broke my foot last summer and it took 8 months and a surgery to fix it, but I came back as soon as I could. It's a mind game and there's a committee of A-holes in my head feeding me BS about "age, old injuries, and other stuff" trying to knock me down, but there's a voice that is the old me he's in the corner doing pushups and saying LET'S GO!!

Was at the park with my son and he wanted me to go down the slide with him, I knew I wouldn't fit... I knew there were people watching and I'd feel so very embarrassed.

That moment was my turning point, I've lost 50lbs so far and am back down to the size I was when I met his father but I have a lot more to go. I never again want to tell my son I can't do something because I'm too big! That is NOT an excuse I'm willing to accept!

A couple years back I worked my butt off to get my weight down after having 3 kids in 3 years, but only ended up getting down to around 225 before just completely giving up. Fast forward to a little over 3 months ago, I had went to the doctor for my routine check up and heard the nurse call out 260 when I was on the scale. Even though it was only me and the nurse in the room, I was completely embarrassed and disappointed in myself that I had gained so much. When I left the office that day, I said no more. Im back to 220, still going strong, and training to run my first 5k soon.