Why did you come to the conclusion to lose weight?

callsitlikeiseeit wrote: »

i was just... ready. like with any major life change (stopping smoking, quitting another addiction, etc) you don't do it until you are TRULY ready. maybe theres an a-ha moment, but i think for many... it's literally just one day they decide they are ready. Last year i quite smoking with the same feeling. haven't had one (or wanted one) since. This feels the same. For that reason, and that reason alone, I can tell this will stick. I'm going on 3 weeks now and i FEEL AMAZING. I LOVE exercising, from walking to zumba to the gym. If i don't work out in the morning, i feel CRAZY restless and can't focus on my work during the day. i love planning what I'm going to eat (and i eat what i want, just in moderation and I keep to my calories) . I still have to work on scheduling my days better, this is a new routine and I haven't perfected my schedule yet, but I can tell... this is it. And I'm STOKED about it EVERY.DAY.

I gained it one pound at a time. That's how I'm losing it. Lots of little NSV keep me going too! My clothes are starting to feel different. my legs are starting to physically feel different to the touch. Loving all of it!

That's what happened with me! It was one random day in February, on the drive home from work. I called my mom, and told her I was going to the grocery store and buying ALL healthy foods, right then and there. 42 pounds down since then and havent looked back! (19 pounds to go!)

Welp, I told myself that I would HAVE to join a gym and get a personal trainer if I ever reached 200 lbs.Well guess what? I'm ten lbs from being just that.So I decided to get it in gear and get off my butt.Hopefully by the end of the year,I'll lose 20 lbs.Next year it will be the other 40!

I hate that I have to look for my size first rather than look at the clothes and find things I like. I want my options back.

I saw this photo of what I looked like when I was in great shape and lifted competitively olympic style and powerlifting as well as run cross country and was disappointed in what I saw in the mirror and couldn't believe I let myself go like that.

My 5 year old daredevil son was super duper excited to ride a rollercoaster for the first time. My hubby and daughter are big scaredy cats and refused to go on - he was too short to ride by himself - so it was up to me. The lady pulled the lap bar down and I had to push my back as hard as I could into the seat and suck it in as hard as I could so the bar would lock into place. My gut bulged back over the top of the bar. If my waist had been 1/4cm bigger, there is no way I would have fit.

I flashed forward in my mind, imagined having to walk back down the exit of the ride explaining to his precious face that we couldn't go on the ride he had been counting down the sleeps to - because mummy was too fat. Realised I was close to having to sit on the sidelines of my kids childhood, and if I was really honest, I was already not giving them 100% of me.

My kids are my motivation. I don't ever want them to struggle with their weight or body image. And everyone knows, when mom eats cake, everyone eats cake. But when mom eats raw veggies, everyone eats raw veggies! I want them to have the eating habits I wish were instilled in me as a child.

Pre-diabetes diagnosis. I didn't want it to turn into real diabetes and be on meds the rest of my life. Also, my BP and cholesterol had been high for awhile. I knew I was looking at eventual heart and kidney failure and years of sickness and pain.

My alcohol addiction, i didnt give fack all about anything in the world anymore and i gained so much cuz of that till the poin of having the stamina of a 90yo, plus 2xl shirts that were getting tighter, had enough of it.

Not a specific moment or click or anything, i have no family or real friend and live my life alone, i just started 3 weeks ago, and quitted alcohol cold turkey 9th of july, after some really bad weeks im getting the hang of it but still a longggg way to go.

I'll start by saying that I have the greatest husband in the world and he loves me absolutely unconditionally. He has been very supportive of my desire to go to medical school. However, we recently looked up some statistics online and found that almost 50% of premed students never get into medical school. I already have $20,000 invested, and that's just my A.S. He did some further digging and found that for the most part, admissions do not seriously consider taking on obese students, as they feel that they will not be able to keep up with the fast-paced environment. I have worked so hard to get where I am that I will not let my weight stop me from achieving my dreams.

Another part was that I was accepted into a NASA program and I kept thinking that I can do all these incredible things with my mind.. I aced Calculus 1 and 2, I was helping my teacher with Physics, I aced Anatomy & Physiology 1 and 2.... yet I can't get my weight into a healthy range??? Seems so silly to think that with how incredibly brilliant I consider myself, a measly little thing like being 135 pounds overweight (now 85 pounds) should keep me from being the best version of myself possible.