What was your "That's It!" Moment?

My 6 year old said to me that he did not ask me to play something with him because "daddy your to fat to do that". I vowed that I will never again miss anything that he wants me at or needs me at becasue I was to damn fat and to lazy to do it. It really made me feel sick inside and really mad at myself. Found MFP a week later and made the best change of my life. Still have a long way to go but my son is proud to have his daddy around. And I am proud of me too.

Good job!!!

Mine was more of a whole bunch of things on top of each other.

It was about 2+ months ago... and I just got done visiting my boyfriend, and he has been on a better lifestyle himself for 6+ months already... and he looks HOTTT... and I just felt that eventually I'm going to be so BIG and he's going to look so good... I want us to look like a cute couple... not one of those couples where people go "Why's he with HER? He can do so much better..." I've always had low self-esteem... but it was getting out of hand. Feeling uncomfortable with everything I was wearing... and I think the tipping was that I had to buy work clothes for GameStop... and well... I bought the biggest size ****ies worker girl pants they had - 13... and it would not go past my thighs... but I felt obligated to buy them because I didn't want to admit to my friend that they didn't fit!!! But now I'm glad to say I fit in those pants!

Mine was when I really looked at myself in pictures, not just in the mirror. I have this image of myself in my head that I'm hot, and that I look good. But when I saw myself in pictures, I was appalled. Like, seriously. It was awful. I really have been feeling like a huge hippo. So I've joined a gym, and I've seen steady weight loss for two weeks now. Last year, I lost 25 lbs, then gained 15 of that back. So this is more of a restarting than starting from scratch. In total right now, I'm down 15.2 lbs from last year.

Had had been feeling extra fat for a while but in within two days I was having trouble fitting into most of the clothes I had, dreaded clothes shopping so my closet was getting empty, and I did NOT want to shop in the plus sizes. I decided right then that it was either losing the weight or going around naked. Luckily I started losing weight...I went out and bought slim fast and found this site the same day. I am glad this this site worked better than those stupid shakes!!

Last Christmas we had to go to my brother in law's house to visit family for brunch. I had run 5 miles that morning. Matter of fact, I ran a 1/2 marathon in the spring.....and worked out all summer......and ate whatever I wanted - and drank like a fish.

After my run, I went to put on some pants that had been getting tight - but not *that* tight......the barely buttoned up. I knew that I couldn't wear sweat/yoga pants to the party - so I put those on and a hoodie (that used to be big too, but was clinging to me like a second skin).

My step-father in law is all about taking pictures, so the camera was snapping - and I caught my mother in law staring at my stomach.....I could feel it. Father in law passed around the camera so we could se something he caught - and there I was standing next to my husband (who by the way is 155lbs and 5'10) looking like a stuffed pig.

We got home and I cried. I drank, I cried, I cried, I cried. For hell's sake, I had run 5 miles that morning - and I worked out like every single day!!!!!

Over the New Year, I made a resolution to quit drinking so much - and with in the next couple days I went and bought a whole new wardrobe of sz. 18's. (this was the 2nd time in my life I'd been that size).

I found the MFP app on Jan 14th - got on the scale at 209 lbs........TIME TO GET REAL.

Since then, I have lost 32 lbs, sent my clothes to another MFP user who is down from sz 24's - and I COULDN'T FEEL BETTER!!!

Mine was weighing myself for the first time in years and years. I don't own scales, but one night while at a friends for dinner, she had her scales there an I jumped on just to see.

I felt sick at the nuber that flashed up - so I ate and ate at the dinner party.

It took another week for the number to sink in, and then I decided to try and do something about my weight. I stood in front of the mirror and actually looked at my body. It was another shock! I had fluctuated between a NZ size 26 and 22 for years while having children, so I set my goal to fit NZ size 16 comfortably.

Fortuantely I was on a different forum and MFP was mentioned - without it I think I would have failed - MISERABLY!!

I thank my lucky stars every day that I found MFP, and that I finally took that step to lose weight and get healthy. Walking, running stairs and C25K are regular words in my vocabulary now and even though I'm sure I bore my friends and family to tears with my yabbering about it, I feel fabulous! And I'm only about one third of the way there!

Even now I don't own scales, but my friend lets me use her scales to weigh in - which is even more of a motivator!

My "that's it" moment came the day I went to the races. I had my hair done, beautiful dress and fascinator and then I looked at a photo taken of me and those three things were the only beautiful things in there. I had arms the size of ham legs, puffy face and the fat monster stole my collar bones, I was very embarrassed. I said to myself next year I was going to the same race day and I was going to look GOOD! I have now lost just over 12kg (26 Pounds) and the races are coming up in September and I can't wait to go.

I had two moments. One was 10 years almost to the day. I was 17 years old in high school and had went to the doctor because I hadn't been feeling well. The doctor had mentioned to me that I was over weight. I'm 5 ft. even and was weighing at that time 151. I literally started eating better that day and started exercising. With in 3 months I lost 30 lbs and felt and looked great at a size four. I was no longer the fat one in the group. I lost the weight in perfect time, summer time and noticed the guys I had crushes on were now starting to notice me. By the end of that summer I moved from Tx. to Ca. (back home)
Fast forward 10 years to this past December 2010, I was planning on visiting Texas and was happy but super disappointed that let my self go not only put on 30 lbs but an additional 26 lbs. Needless to say i went got a few "you put on some weight" comments and my flight back was soo long and depressing thinking how the F*** did I let this happen, why did I let this happen? I was tired of hating/avoiding family events because of photos and crying because nothing fit and was just super self conscious and could not fit into my size 12 jeans and was in denial about wearing a size 14/15. Even writing this makes me think dang size 15 for someone 5 feet tall. Anyway I read and listen to inspiring music and watch inspiring videos on days I feel like totally giving up. On the inside I feel I have a nice figure underneath it all. I'm usually the funny/outgoing one in the group but I'd like to be the fit/thin one too. I started MFP in late Jan and have lost 34lbs in total now weighing 143.3 my goal is to be 120 or so high school weight. So that's my long story lol Thanks for reading!!!

Mine was many little moments that just finally added up to me just stopping and changing everything for good one day.
Things like - No longer being able to find clothes that fit at either Lane Bryant or Catherines because they only carried up to a 28/30 in the stores. The realization that you're too fat to shop at the FAT STORES, is not a good one. I actually at the time I started to change things, realized I hadn't worn a pair of actual jeans or pants, in like 8 months or more. I'd literally lived in sweats.

I HAD to sit at a table in a restaurant because at 368 lbs, you can't get into a booth!
I couldn't go to the movies because I was too fat to be comfortable in the seats for a movie or didn't fit.
I got winded and started to sweat, DRYING OFF FROM A SHOWER. =(
But the real topper was I was having horrible rapid heart beat issues...and I'd really notice them at bedtime and it scared me. And I realized that if I didn't change and do it fast, I was going to die possibly. And I felt horrible....Just horrible. One of my Dad's last wishes before he passed away, was asking me to promise him I'd lose the weight and get in shape.
After he was gone, I was so so badly hurt, depressed and lost....I gained nearly 70 lbs. It was horrible.
All those things came together and made me finally get to work.

I, like a lot of people here, had two "that's it" moments. One was trying to take a picture of myself. I don't know if it was the day, or the way I was sitting, but I really think it was from weight gain. Anyway, suddenly my face just looked terrible. I could just tell that I had gained weight, and being short and small already, it's more of a percentage than actual pounds. Anyway, I did some research and found out that to my surprise, my BMI was on the high end of healthy. For some people, that's okay, but not for me.
My second moment is going to sound very very shallow and probably terrible to a lot of people, because I shouldn't complain, yadda yadda. I was sitting and I realized that I could also tell that I had gained weight in my stomach. I'm not really sure how I can describe the feeling but it was just suddenly realizing that my stomach didn't move a certain way because it had too much "fat" there... Well between those two things, it was time for a change.

I had already started counting calories as it was.. It was just something I did to make sure I was eating enough whenever I was stressed because I have a habit of focusing on other things and simply not eating enough, which I know isn't healthy. Well, back in April, things got very stressful very fast, and I just started keeping track of what I was eating every day.

Thanksgiving of 2009... I looked discusting in pics and well, I just woke up and decided to get some support. It really is true that you have to make the decision for yourself... that year was rough, and by the end of it, I came out of the fog and recapped the year and knew it was time. I woke up after thanksgiving, luckily... drank so many martinis the night before and came so close to total humiliation had it not been for my amazing brother who saved my *kitten*! I had to change. I had to take care of me if I wanted anything in the world to open up to me.

I lost and kept off 25 pounds over the following year, but then had to have surgery and was laid up for 6 weeks... kept that weight off but swore to myself that as soon as I was healed up, I was gonna hit the ground running and never look back at what I had let myself become stagnatt....
Endometriosis and Fibroids are not fun to have and when you have a body that is not healthy, it is a welcoming ground for anything to be worse... I am not going to give myself any reason for regrets... I will try to make every opportunity in life flourish and be successful... if kids are in my future, I have to be healthy and strong. Then my mom went into the hospital with internal issues,,, then my dad got cancer (was very unhealthy, strong as an ox, but unhealthy) that spread so fast we lost him in 3 weeks.

I have lost another 52 pounds since Thanksgiving of last year, 2010... I am on my way to be the best me I can be!

I am serious about this living life thing!!!!!!!

Avoiding cameras. I am so sick of avoiding cameras. But my MIL who loves to take pics took a few of me, and I looked even worse than I had thought. Most of my life I had always felt fat, even when I wasn't, but was reassured by pics of me that I actually looked better than I thought. Not so anymore.

This weekend I was even more determined after looking at some of our holiday pics. I looked pregnant. Pretty sad.

Not being able to walk more than 5 minutes without being in excruciating pain.

Being miserable/unhappy/glass half empty

Becoming more and more of a recluse and not wanting to go anywhere with people or hang out with friends.

Not being able to walk more than 5 minutes without being in excruciating pain.

Being miserable/unhappy/glass half empty

Becoming more and more of a recluse and not wanting to go anywhere with people or hang out with friends.

That's me. Having to get a wheelchair at a museum because even three or four minutes on my feet sent my sciatica into overdrive. I don't go to parties or other social gatherings, I tend to stay at home most of the time because it's just too danged harsh out there when you're big.

Kris

My size 20 pants would not go over my thighs. My very favourite pair of pants at the time. I'd gained 10 lbs over Christmas and they'd been tight before that. I should have been wearing size 24 pants.

Anyway, that got my butt in gear and I've since donated those pants to charity because I'm fitting into size 14s now!