Why did you come to the conclusion to lose weight?

Let me count the whys:

To get healthier
To look better in my clothes
To have more energy and less anxiety
To bring my sexy back
To find a meal plan that will satisfy me as a lifestyle (low carb, Mediterranean style)
To have my daughter admire a mom who will stop looking like a frump
To make happen my birthday wish to come true
To let my inner confidence come thru (it hides behind my frumpiness)

There are more. But basically, to take back my life and start the next decade in a positive manner.

I hated that phrase MORBIDLY OBESE. Postmenopausal issues. I wanted to walk and not be short of breathe

I've always been a little bit bigger, but once I got free of my ex-husband who hoarded and was a binge eater, I went to the doctor in an effort to take control of my neglected health, and found I weighed 296. That was Not Okay. But since I'm with two people who love me and support my weight loss, and I have MFP, I can do it. I had that appointment January 2, 2020. By this date I've lost 25 pounds, two pant sizes, and one shirt size. My orthopedic issues after a car accident in my twenties had always kept me from weight-bearing exercise, but with just this much weight off I have about double the ability to stand and walk, and now I'm busy and active and happy. I've discovered a love for weightlifting, and a desire to be what's under the fat; a big strong woman with pinup curves. I will probably need surgery to deal with the loose skin on the front; I am short-torsoed and had three large babies, and my abs and skin have not recovered. But I have a burning desire to stop looking six months pregnant, to be able to get through the day without a nap, and be 100 pounds less by this time next year.

I fought my weight for most of my life and I was always heavier than would be considered healthy. At 45 I was accepted into a masters program that required me to live away from my family (3 kids and a husband) for 3 summers. During the school year, I worked full time and took classes full-time online and then I spent the summers away from my family doing compressed classes. I was one of the oldest and heaviest people in the program. And every year I out on more weight. During the summers our classrooms were on the 3rd floor and I arrived at every class huffing and puffing, sweating, red faced, collapsing into my chair. During the second summer, in July 2018, my husband and I went to CO and had planned to do a hike with my daughter's boyfriend's family, who we were meeting for the first time. Everyone else in our group was fit and loped up the steep slopes like gazelles. Not me. After a particularly steep incline, I couldn't go on. I had never quit a hike before. My husband is very fit and it was so embarrassing to have to stop and say that I wasn't going to make it. I had always been able to do hikes (although slowly) but never had I had to stop and not go on. It was a wake up call. I've lost 75 pounds since that summer. It has been SLOW. I have 25 more to go. I do great for awhile and then spend 3 months gaining and losing the same 5 pounds. But I keep going because I never again want my weight to stop me from participating in life. This thread has been super motivating to me. Thank you, everyone for sharing!

This time around? My mom died.