what was your final straw?

Yes you will!!!

I have a similar story. I also packed on the chub with pregnancy - got up to something like 72 kg instead of what was my normal/decent 60kg. After baby was born I went down to 68 and just stayed there.

My clothes don't fit, I had to buy stuff but didn't want to spend money on big new clothes because kept thinking it was only temporary and so ended up getting cheap stuff that makes you look even frumpier and more horrid.

Photos were also a big killer - horrid to see big beefy me next to normal sized people.

And lack of fitness also a factor. Before baby I did capoeira and was fit. Post baby was just a beached whale.

Now am slowly getting to where I want to be. My top part is looking much better but still have the paunch hanging over my pants!!!

One of the older family friends was telling a story and couldn't recall who was in it and said, "The heavier grandchild" (that was always me). I don't want people to remember me as the "heavier" one of my family so I am buckling down and realize it is time to change.

Looked at myself in the mirror today at work. I look awful. Not only weight, but skin and hair. I've GOT to start taking care of myself. One day at a time.

As soon as I get to where I am comfortable. I see a pic of myself and think damn I need to change. Its time to be back under 200 again

At the end of May, I was just about to start a new job, and realised all my office-suitable clothing was in huge sizes and I looked terrible in them, but I had no other choices. Day 1 of my new job was also day 1 of my weight loss!

I felt incredibly motivated about my job, I just transferred the same motivation to my food and exercise. My first pay-day, the things I bought were a new bathroom scale and work out clothes, and every day I bring my lunch - pre-prepared and logged into MFP. Due to my job's location, I'm not near any food shops during the day, so the only food I have is what I brought - so different from before.

mjgrin wrote: »

One of the older family friends was telling a story and couldn't recall who was in it and said, "The heavier grandchild" (that was always me). I don't want people to remember me as the "heavier" one of my family so I am buckling down and realize it is time to change.

Ugh.. I feel your pain. I was always introduced as my brother's "big" little sister. It hurts, truly.

I've been at this awhile, but I've been really lazy/unmotivated lately and I've gained a few pounds. I saw a snap chat video of myself on the 4th of July and I almost died. I didn't even recognize myself. I wish I could have saved that video to look at periodically when I'm feeling lazy again.

Ever see that movie Tommy Boy with Chris Farley and David Spade.

Remember when Farley put on Spade's coat and sang "fat guy in a little coat"?

Yeah...at 260 I had an occasion where a sport coat was required and tried to put on my coat that was a little tight at 230. The next morning I started. That was almost 5 years ago.

My final straw just hit me on Fourth of July. When I wanted to pretend I didn't feel good so I wouldn't have to go to the pool club! I knew it was time for a change because I did not feel comfortable at all. Seeing myself in pictures also hit me where I can't hide it anymore!

chismmegan wrote: »

Wearing yoga pants everywhere for the time being. (probably won't change that though because they are so comfy.)

I can relate

My final straw was a couple of things. Big family reunion last summer in which I was only in 2 pictures because I was parked on a picnic bench all day which started me thinking about how I was missing out on my life. Then right around Christmas I was reading Where's Waldo with my 4-year-old nephew, who had to stand next to the rocking chair instead of sitting on my lap because i have no lap, and he said, "look auntie Cole! A big fat lady, just like you!" I know that he didn't say it to hurt me, in fact he often says he likes to sit next to me best because I'm so soft & squishy, but that hurt me more than any stranger's comments. I knew at that point that i just couldn't live like this anymore. I'm incredibly lucky to have the support of my family, friends & most importantly my boyfriend, it's much easier when you have people supporting & believing in you. And my nephew loves that he can go hiking with his Auntie Cole now.

sannferris wrote: »

The last straw? Which time!!

This!! My final straw never seems to be my final. At this point, I'm working on a whole box of straws!!

I ignored the photos and the scale, because everyone in my life was telling me I looked beautiful no matter what, as the pounds packed on. My moment was when an MRI showed my liver was enlarged due to fatty deposits. I knew I had to do something, my life depends on it. I'm down 12 lbs so far.

I had a lump in my arm and thought i was going to die from cancer, ended up being nothing but it changed me for the better and i appreciated what i had and made change.

I am consistently being asked "when are you due" I am not pregnant nor have I ever been. My older sister has 3 children (13, 6, &4) and she is much smaller than I am. After a pool party at her house over the weekend I realized I am bigger than all of the other women in our life's and I have absolutes no excuse!
I am currently 5'3'' 200 lbs and want to lose 70 lbs. Today is day 1 of my weight loss journey!