What triggered your desire to lose weight ?

I was going to Vegas for my 30th and I wanted to look good.

My husband lost 80lbs and is built now.....can't be the fat frumpy wife!

My fat initially went to my stomach so it was all the : When are you due questions. Now with my little old lady bumpy body which affected me all over, the idea of going out in public in a bathing suit made me think "Oh God I'm going out in public in a bathing suit" ... I wish it were the roaring twenties because even old ladies bathing suits show way too much of me.

At 5'4 I hit 175. I went back to my office and ran my numbers and found out I'd hit obese suddenly (not really suddenly but it felt like it). I cried, thought about my cancer diagnosis and my gallbladder problems and my Lupus related issues and my kidney failure and cried some more and felt like the huge frumpy wife with zero sex appeal, that poor poor husband of hers! The next day the scale said 176 and I said "F#!* this. No more."

Did a complete 180 and have been headed down ever since. I'm two pounds away from my high school weight of 124, when my husband and I met, and with that goal I'll shift to lifting more to put everything away nice and tight. I'll be the best damn looking 31 year old we know. Or at least not half bad. Whatever.

I guess my brother was trying to lose weight, get fit.

His logic was he could go for a walk a few times a week of he could do kick boxing and actually learn some skills.

He convinced me to go, seemed to enjoy it, on my first night the instructor told me to give mfp a try.

I did and found it simple, effective.

A few weeks later I had lost enough weight that my scale didn't say error.

So I guess my trigger was finding a system or app that worked.

115 pounds later and it's still working.

Going to a stadium and not being able to fit in the seats.. It was so tight around my hips that it left bruises for 2 weeks... Then realizing I was 100 lbs heavier since the last time I was at that exact stadium... Follow it with a week of scares at the doctor and wanting to have another baby (but being 30 lbs heavier than the last time we got pregnant), and I had had enough.

My brother's fiance asked me to be one of her bridesmaids, and I found out the other 3 (and the bride) are all stick thin, and I would be the token fat bridesmaid. Now that I'm going for it and completely motivated, I've decided not to tell my parents that I'm losing weight, and surprise everyone when we finally go back home next May for the wedding. (we live across the country.)

hybridtheory45 wrote: »

My brother's fiance asked me to be one of her bridesmaids, and I found out the other 3 (and the bride) are all stick thin, and I would be the token fat bridesmaid. Now that I'm going for it and completely motivated, I've decided not to tell my parents that I'm losing weight, and surprise everyone when we finally go back home next May for the wedding. (we live across the country.)

What a lovely surprise that will be to all!

I have severe IBS (misdiagnosed as Crohn's for years), Hypothyroidism, Endometriosis and GERD.

My mother has always been thin, and until her late 40s, quite active, but she inherited her (equally thin) father's high blood pressure and heart problems. She had a series of mini strokes (ischemic strokes) in her late 40s and early fifties that went undetected until she woke up on her 56th birthday, bent over to tie her shoes, and suffered the double whammy of a minor stroke and heart attack. She was also told that she was pre-diabetic, which shocked her (and her doctors) because she is thin, and because there is no history of the disease in our family.

I don't want to experience any of that if I can avoid it. I have enough issues already. Losing weight may not guarantee that I avoid cancer or heart disease, but it certainly won't hurt my odds.

The weight gain has also adversely affected my energy level and my mood. It makes me feel physically uncomfortable in my own skin. At my heaviest, I actually felt like the fat on my neck was strangling me at night. And - being as vain as the next girl - I certainly didn't enjoy the moment when I realized that my clothes no longer fit me anymore. The sizes kept going up and up, but I stayed in semi-denial.

Then one day I stepped on the scale and discovered that I was 191 pounds. The heaviest I have ever been. The real shocker came when I checked my BMI and discovered that, technically, at my height (5ft 6in), 191 pounds is low level obesity. I was stunned. I knew I was big, but I didn't realize I was obese. That was the moment I decided (in tears) that I had to lose the weight.

so many things. Diabetes and Heart Disease run in my family. I have 3 grand parents living with type 2 diabetes. When my dad was told he was borderline diabetic he did nothing. he didn't change a single thing about his diet and I have always mimicked his eating habits. That was the first push.
Second push was going our for a bike ride and fainting after a few minutes because I was so unfit and out of shape. It was just the eye opener I needed to stop being in denis I am only 21 and I have always been overweight.

The mirror and my favorite shirts not fitting good anymore.

I wanted to stop making excuses.
I wanted to stop feeling like *kitten*.
I wanted to never again not attend event because looking the mirror while getting ready made me burst into tears.
I wanted to not fit into these clothes sizes that seemed enormous.
I wanted the GP who told me I was overweight to be wrong.
I wanted to shop from any store I wanted.
I wanted to buck the family obesity trend.
I wanted to walk without being puffed, like every other 26 year old.
I wanted to feel attractive.
I wanted to be found attractive.
I wanted to have more confidence during sex.
I wanted to educate myself on how my body works.
I wanted to access the old wardrobe of things I bought when I felt good about my body.
I wanted to go to my home town with my finger up to those who looked down on me.
I wanted my ex's jaw to drop.
I wanted to stop being the fat friend.
I wanted to be like my instagram idols.
I wanted to look in the mirror and feel pride not repulsion.
I wanted to be in the healthy weight range for my height.

So yeah....I had to do it! Some of these are no longer important (i.e my ex's opinion particularly), some which were "nice to haves" are now my primary motivators (i.e education about my body).

This was in April at 84kg. I am 71.4kg today with a goal of 63kg. I am only 4.4kg from my healthy weight range (164cms).

I went on my awesome honeymoon to Alaska, but I spent the whole trip feeling very worn down and tired while my wife wanted to go out and do everything. We were there during the solstice so we had almost 24 hours of daylight where we were, but I just didn't have the energy to stay out late and do all of these amazing things. I know in my heart that it's because I haven't been treating my body right, so here I am.