What is your "Petty" Reason to Lose Weight?

If i ever decide to date again, i want to jump into his arms and not have him grunt or struggle lol! Have him pick me up with ease:)
But new clothes shopping of course!!!( and new shoes)
To not be shy at the pool. ( even though it seems most women are my size or much bigger but i guess i don't have the confidence)
For shock value in people i haven't seen for awhile
And to look kinda hot at age 41..

I was told that after 50, women cant lose weight. WTF? I will be 60 next week, and I fully plan on losing another 20 lbs over the next year. I want to look good in retirement , not old and chubby

I would like to just feel happy & confident

NewChapterInMyLife wrote: »

If i ever decide to date again, i want to jump into his arms and not have him grunt or struggle lol! Have him pick me up with ease:)
But new clothes shopping of course!!!( and new shoes)
To not be shy at the pool. ( even though it seems most women are my size or much bigger but i guess i don't have the confidence)
For shock value in people i haven't seen for awhile

I’m with you on the jumping-on-arms thing! My bf is really skinny and not much muscles, he wants to gain strength and recomp (it’s odd how trading your 10k-steps-a-day-job to a desk job makes your eating habits show up as a pot belly), and I’m losing weight. Our shared goal is a) me being the lighter one of us b) him being strong enough to easily pick me up

Also, for some petty reason it bothers me that my host family from my exchange student year used to be pretty heavy and I was a skinny girl back then, now many of the family members have successfully lost weight and kept it off, and I pretty much started gaining weight when I returned from my exchange. I’ll never be back to that weight since I was 17 and puberty continued to work its lady magic even after I got back, but I’d still like to be, well, not fat compared to those family members. I haven’t met them in years, but I don’t want the shock value being about me being shockingly fat.

I ended up living with a new best friend (I have been dating her uncle for a while). Well, it turns out she basically used me and would always get mad when something good happened for me. I honestly thought she was a sweet, kind hearted person. Everyone always says that about her. Living with her brought out the true person she really is. The complete opposite. My boyfriend (her uncle) tried warning me.
She's the type that will flat out say that a girl should not being wearing something because they are too fat for it.... She goes about losing weight all wrong. She pretty much starves herself, doesn't work out and takes laxatives.

It really struck me that I was not a friend to her was when she went to her bedroom and sobbed because I finally managed to get a new job. She had been trying to find a job as well at the same time.
Since then, she wanted to raise rent on me so she could get a new car, and then also wanted me to start paying for electric and internet. Then all of the sudden the house was being sold in a month so she could live with her boyfriend....

She became pregnant and ballooned right up! Karma! She was somewhat getting a little thicker before the pregnancy, but all the way at 9 months, you wouldn't have known she was pregnant. She just looked fat. (I'm awful for saying that as I never judge anyone by the weight.)
Anyways, because I have so much resentment towards her, I want to look better than her. That's my petty reason.

I hated the way my middle jiggled, and I kinda wanted abs. Well, 35 lbs down and with hydrostatic weighing telling me I'm <11% body fat, my middle still jiggles, so abs are probably not forthcoming ever. Consequence of waiting until I was 50+, I suppose.

First, I’m a swim coach, so I don’t want to be that typical “those who can’t do, coach” fat coach.

But mostly because in seventh grade I spent a summer with my grandparents. My grandma made me do weight watchers. At first, I thought it was because she wanted to lose weight and wanted the support (she’s not a skinny woman). But then, one Sunday she took me to church and I will never forget this. She looked around at the people sitting next to us and then put her hand on my knee. She leaned in close to me and said, “you would be so pretty if you just lost weight.” That comment has haunted me for the past 15 years. I wasn’t even a fat kid. I was a competitive swimmer. I was thicker due to muscle (and as we all know, muscle weighs more than fat). But I was healthy. I had 6-pack abs. As a 12 year old! But I figured she was right and if I wasn’t skinny while exercising hard-core and eating right then I never would be. So I stopped trying. To this day, my grandma makes comments about how she prays that I will lose weight and she comments on my appearance all the time. I want to get my muscles back. Just to spite her and prove that muscles do not equal fat and that regardless of whether she thinks women should have muscles or not (all my female cousins are very dainty looking women), that I love my body and she doesn’t have that power over me anymore.

For the damn she got hot !

Oh, there's many a petty reason why I'd like to become thin and lean.

One is both petty and practical - I've so many nice pieces of clothing I do not fit into. I think it would be extremely fiscally irresponsible to just buy more and more. I've done this in the past and now I'm stuck with four different sizes of every damn item imaginable. Some I sold, some I gave away, some I kept because it's really pretty and I hope it'll fit me soon. Even if I bought the exact same thing in a larger size it just doesn't look the same on a fit me and on a chubby me.

The second reason is - my breasts. They're big. They're in the way. I can't button the shirts normally, I can't find a bra easily. 99% of my female friends are small-breasted and they envy me yet they find a bra with no complications or they just don't wear it. The only time my breasts are a size B is when I'm around 50 kg. It's just a fact of life that I have to deal with.

The third reason is, I guess, what everyone has in mind here as well. I don't want to be 'the fat friend'. I want to look good and be hot. I don't think it's shallow. I don't want to have to constantly think about my fat protruding somewhere over my trousers or under my bra straps. I want to be able to wear whatever I want and feel comfortable in it (some items just squeeze and push and it literally leaves marks on my body). I want to have the option to wear a slightly (or not so slightly) see-through blouse or a shirt and feel confident in it, while I still can. I want to look really good in a bikini. Or without it.

Whether it's fair or not, some guys I go after are not into me because there's someone who's not as XYZ as I am (their words) but they're just more attracted to them, physically because they're thin and fit. I'm not angry about it because I am a rational person who knows that looking good and healthy is more attractive and being attracted to someone is not a conscious choice. So I'd like to have an even playing field i.e. more choices in the dating pool.

I guess the only really 'petty' reason is to prove people wrong. I'd like to become really fit, really hot, and stay that way. I've been up and down with my weight my whole life and this is the not the first time I've lost some weight and looked better but this time it feels different. I'm more determined, I'm more knowledgeable, and I'm adamant about reaching my goal, even when it literally hurts.

I want to look hot and feel great even if wearing a garbage bag. Does that make me petty?