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

Three all happened in the same week.

My "aha moment" was when I weighed in at 250.2. I just kept thinking this has got to stop. This will never end if I don't stop this right now. Next week it will just keep creeping higher and higher until I get control of this.

My other "aha moment" happened when I was looking at family picture and asked my hubby how I was compared to his Mom (weight wise). Dangerous question for him. He was just telling me the truth and told me that I was about the same. It hit me hard in the gut and at the moment I was done.

The third was my husband switched places with me on the scale him 248 and me 250.2. The catch him 6'3 and me 5'7.

I thought of another "that's it" moment. When my coworker asked me if I was pregnant, because she noticed the pooch where my flat stomach used to be!

When I was young, I was so thin the school though my parents weren't feeding me! (which was no true, haha), but as soon as I entered middle school I started to pack on the pounds.
Then in high school I danced with weight between 155 and 165...then as soon as I went out of high school and got to college, my highest weight was almost 180! I'm 5'4" and when you're shorter, it's hard to hide things as well...
I didn't have a scale at my school so i had no idea i'd gotten that big! My nice shirts weren't fitting right so i wore sweatshirts all the time.
I'd go home on some weekends and weight myself and I got it in my head that i would never go over 175, but then I did.
Both my parents are overweight and three of my four siblings are as well. My dad had made an effort to lose weight a year ago and lost over 60 pounds and he looked great! Almost all because he stopped eating so much junk! But then he promptly gained half of it back because let's face it, my mother was not willing to give up the junk and living in a place where it's always around is torture...

I began looking around on clothing websites and found a lot of cute clothes, but they are all too small for me. Also my favorite store in the world, Express, only has jean sizes that go up to 12...and I was nearing the end of 12 and moving higher...and i couldn't take it anymore.
I then decided it was time for a change soon before things really got out of hand...

Intellectually, my "that's it" moment came when my doctor told me I had a high cholesterol reading for the first time at my annual physical this year. But my emotional "moment" came a few weeks later. I finally got it after seeing pictures from a party back in April. I'm standing next to a much-thinner friend, and I look so big! I realized I have a distorted body image....I wear size 12-14 and generally don't think of myself as "fat". I still picture myself as a thin person, and some clothes help disguise the weight. Side by side with my friend, though, there was no disguising how blobby I looked. Within a few days I had found this site, and now I've lost 11 pounds in the last 65 days.

oh - my - god!!! Exactly my story, doctor told me she wanted to see me again in three months as I had high blood pressure and was at risk of high cholesterol. The party for me was in April. I was disgusted at the pctures of me, I couldn't beloeve what I had become! urgh!

Mine isn't very noble, but it was effective. All the women in my family are obese. Just a fact. But I was always less heavy than my sister. Last fall, she called to say she was working to lose weight. Then she called and said she had lost 40 lbs.! What??? She was almost down to my wieght. I was going to be the "fat sister". I started back on MFP right then. it is weird how the psyche works. Luckily, we are very supportive of each other. She's lost over 50 pounds. The competition keeps us both motivated.

I thought i was pregnant, all signs pointed to yes besides the negative test. So i went in and my DR did a blood test and it was negative as well. That got me frustrated, but my DR didnt see why, she said i should be relieved. Then she said that I am basically to fat to get pregnant But my bf and I agree that its not the right time so maybe in a year... so A HA... I have 1 yr(+?) and 100 (+) lbs to lose so i better get in gear so i have a baby in my future

I technically had 2. My first one was two weeks ago, I was driving...seemingly hitting every pothole on the street and noticed that my chin was jiggling and I could feel it on my neck. I got online the next day to search for "free" ways to lose weight because I had been on WW before and can't afford it right now. The search brought me to an article that had MFP listed as a helpful site and I know this time around is the LAST time because it was like divine intervention, this site is fantastic! Now, I didn't take the first week seriously, so my second "that's it" moment happened Sunday. We went to a rural town a few hours away for fireworks and had to climb uphill for a 10 minute walk to the town green. I seriously almost died, I was breathing so heavy I almost asked them to call an ambulance. My thought the whole way was oh my god, I'm 35 years old and I can't make it up a hill??? That was it! This whole week I got my act together, started exercising and have no fears of falling off track, because this IS the last time! I WILL reach my goal! And I have MFP and the great people on this site to thank for it!!!

Mine was when my doc told me I had to get gastric bypass surgery!! I worked in a hospital that performed these and the thought of the whole thing scared me as well as dying young due to my eating! I met with the surgeon and came home and asked myself have you really ever tried to loose wt..? Not really.. So then I got to work.. It came off slow in the beginning.. But soon people where asking me what are you doing to loose all this wt..? I was down almost 100 lbs on my own. Now Since nursing school I have gained 40+ lbs back... Back to the drawing board!! 2nd "Thats it" was my summer clothes from last year are too tight! ... Not for long!

My aha moment was a few months ago. I felt like my insides were going to split through my skin. Sort of like a water balloon filled with too much water!

I had this feeling during the winter, and learned I had high blood pressure and had to start on meds.

It still took me awhile to do anything about it. But I remembered Susan Powter (?) writing a book and the message was, just get out and walk. Start out with walking down the street and back, but get out.

That was it, and I am so thrilled after 6 weeks to feel so much better. No longer feel like I'm going to split open :-)

mine was really about if smthing happed to me my mother always watched like shows like 911 and ed stuff any who i thought to my self how fast could they get me out if i have dying ? they would need 5 or 4 men to get me out and if i died it was not there fault it would of been mine was always on my mind did not want to get so sick bec then il know they carry you out your not aloud to walk so thats why i wanted to change and other thing but that was a big one for me after i lost my 122 pounds i went through a fence onmy horse i was really scared but i was so much in pain i said i could not walk this time not 4 men not 5 men just ONE !!! i was smiling they prob thought it was the drugs but i new then even tho i was not at my goal weight i can easy say if im sick or in a building stuck i know i can get out fast .

These things always occur to me--what if I had to climb out a window? What if I had to trust my arms/hands to support my weight in an emergency? What if I had to fit through a narrow space? When I was in the OR for my c-section (after nearly three days of natural labor--dang!), they nearly dropped me transferring me from one table to the other other, and I know that was because of my weight. It's one of my goals--to be light and small enough that I can fit, climb, or be carried if necessary.

I'm glad I'm not the only one who's thought about this!

Kris

For me it was a really bad health screening for my husband. Before we got married he really had no idea what healthy eating was. He thought it was all salads and raw vegetables. I realized that when I slack off on exercise or give in too often to ordering take out, that he slacks off even more. I kind of like having him around so I said 'That's it. We're getting back on track and staying there.' That was in January. We both had health screens last month and passed with flying colors. Everything was within healthy parameters - lipids, liver and kidney panels, BP, etc. - except for weight. But we are both < 10 lbs from the upper 'healthy' weights. I expect by Labor Day we'll make it.

My that is it moment was right after I had my son my oxygen levels kept getting to low when I would fall asleep the oxygen machine alarm would go off I had to sleep with the tubes in my nose and told me they think I have sleep apnea. Now I am down 113 lbs!! Happier than ever.

2 moments - well - 2 big ones... there have been multiple realizations over the years - but these last two - they just did it.

First - I had to travel for business. It was the first time I had been on a plane in years. It was close - but I could not fit in the regular seat belts. I had to get an extender. As if that weren't embarassing enough, the man that sat next to me actually rolled his eyes and groaned when he realized I was going to sit next to him. Now - I'm a big girl - but I carry the bulk of the weight in my belly and was not large enough that I needed to buy 2 seats - I was not even encroaching upon his space. He leaned forward the entire time and heaved huge sighs every once in a while. When I spoke to him at one point - (awkwardly apologizing for bumping his arm the one time he sat back) he completely ignored me. :explode: I was mortified. I even got an upgrade to first class on my own dime so I would have more room and would not 'disturb' anyone on the return flight. Still had to use a seat belt extender for that last couple of inches.

Second - and much more important than the jackwagon from the first 'that's it' moment - there was a local lady that badly needed a kidney. I have a matching blood type. I felt so drawn to help. I talked to my family, talked to her family, called the people at the hospital, filled out the forms, and then found that they would not perform the surgery on me due to my size. :frown: :brokenheart: I am in the morbidly obese category according to all the height/weight charts.

That was the last straw. I could not believe that I couldn't help someone who was in need. All because I had been lazy most of my life and liked my food a little too much. It was sad.

mine was really about if smthing happed to me my mother always watched like shows like 911 and ed stuff any who i thought to my self how fast could they get me out if i have dying ? they would need 5 or 4 men to get me out and if i died it was not there fault it would of been mine was always on my mind did not want to get so sick bec then il know they carry you out your not aloud to walk so thats why i wanted to change and other thing but that was a big one for me after i lost my 122 pounds i went through a fence onmy horse i was really scared but i was so much in pain i said i could not walk this time not 4 men not 5 men just ONE !!! i was smiling they prob thought it was the drugs but i new then even tho i was not at my goal weight i can easy say if im sick or in a building stuck i know i can get out fast .

These things always occur to me--what if I had to climb out a window? What if I had to trust my arms/hands to support my weight in an emergency? What if I had to fit through a narrow space? When I was in the OR for my c-section (after nearly three days of natural labor--dang!), they nearly dropped me transferring me from one table to the other other, and I know that was because of my weight. It's one of my goals--to be light and small enough that I can fit, climb, or be carried if necessary.

I'm glad I'm not the only one who's thought about this!

Kris

Dang, I never really even thought about something like that. I suppose it's a good sign then that even at my heaviest, my guy friends (And even some of my female friends, for that matter) could all pick me up. Even so though, I know what's healthy for me and that wasn't it at all. I feel a lot better now, and will feel even better still. =]

I had so many, but I can only remember 3 of them.
My first one was before college had started. I was dating a really skinny guy at the time, and I looked like I was three times his size, and I hated it. Being with him made me feel self conscience, but I still wanted to be with him, so I just tried to get over it, and ended up eating more. He didn't care what size I was, he liked me for me, which I thought was sweet (we broke up before school had started). So for school, I walked to class, and it was a two mile walk, which felt great. I built up to walking a mile in 8 minutes (I walked fast, and still do). I had fun walking to class because I was never alone. I started losing weight quickly, and eating somewhat healthy (We had kitchens, so I always cooked things). I did not want to gain the freshman 15, so I tried so hard not to.
I started gaining some weight in the second semester because it was so cold that I didn't want to walk, so I drove to class.
My second moment was when I was working (Toys R Us/Babies R Us), and a few people had asked me how along I was in my pregnancy. OF course, this was my fault, not only was I overweight, but I wore a tank underneath my work shirt that made my pants look like pregnancy pants (hahaha). But that made me want to lose weight.
My third moment was when I had weighed myself. I came in around 226. I couldn't believe it. I had always thought that I was about 210 because I definitely didn't look 226, or I had thought. So I decided to start losing weight and become serious about it.
It's been about 2 months, and I've only lost 4 pounds, but I've definitely lost inches ( like maybe 2, but people notice it). I was so excited when the guy I'm about to get into a relationship with told me that he's noticing.
It's been hard to lose the weight because I live with a family who shops for a lot of unhealthy things. So when I leave for school, it will be a little bit easier to get on track.
I wish you guys all luck, and I'm so proud of you guys for keeping on track!