What was your breaking point?

When I saw the pic of me and my daughter at the redsox game. That pic is in my profile.

Mine was when I saw my wedding pictures and could not believe how round I looked. 20lbs had crept on since college and 20lbs during my last year of college when I was away from my now-husband. I don't want to be that girl anymore who cannot stand to see pictures of herself. So I'm fixing it. And then I'm going to take some new wedding pictures that I can live with seeing every day.

The day I got on the scale and it said 198.8... I cried a little and decided that I was going to stop making excuses and start getting active & eating better. Today I weighed in at 180.50 and I'm feeling good!

I work at my sons school and one day one of the boys said something to my son about me being fat.

He wasn't a particularly nice boy and I had told him off for a minor problem that morning and he decided the best way to hurt me back was by hurting my son... it happens unfortunately.. but my son isn't a fighter and refused to engage in a punch up and so the boy started to tease my son by saying things about me... as boys do sometimes.

My son became withdrawn and exploded in a rage one evening and it all came out.

I knew right there I had to do something and I wont stop until I'm a healthier Mum.

I was at a friend's house and they had a Wii Fit. I got on for the weigh in, and I watched the little avatar blow up until it was obese. That was back when I weighed 270. I'm 214 now, and still working to get to my goal of 180.

How about every doctor yelling at me, you would think? I have high blood pressure, borderling high cholesterol and I have been heavy for about 5 years. All of my docs have been really riding me. I went to a plastic surgeon 2 years ago and figured I would just get lipo to jumpstart things. After examining me, the doctor said that 95% of my fat was internal and it was wrapping around my organs and killing me. Now imagine that he said that in a super-dramatic voice? None of this was my breaking point.

But, no...the thing that really bothers me is that I am tired of being single. And it helps to see people in magazines, celebrities, etc admitting that to stay in shape and be thin takes work. I am finally willing to do the work. Hey, I know Gisele looks like that in large part due to genetics but she exercises and watches what she eats. It is sort of like seeing behind the curtain at the Wizard of Oz. You have to put in the work and it is not fad diet after fad diet.

My third dinner at Taco Bueno in a week, and the guy at the drive-thru just looked at me like "Dude, really?"

My breaking point was when I saw a picture from Christmas with my twin brother...and he was quite a bit thinner than me. Amazing how it actually takes a picture to make you realize how bad you really look regardless of how good you may feel.

Any way, feel free to add me if you need some support.

Im an over the road commercial truck driver...went for my 2 year medical card to drive (Dept of Transportation required) and my sugar showed high. I brushed it off to eating cheescake the night before went back 3 weeks later and sugar was fine. BUT.... doctor there said "no no no ....you have to get an A1C blood test or im pulling your DOT card". AAAAGGGHHHHH!!! now you're messing wth my career....

So went for my test (after trying to investigate online how to cheat the level down I figured "well what if it really is bad?" )...it came back high but workable with diet and exercise.

Here I am......50 lbs to lose ....day 2!

My breaking point was that I took a trip to Boston and I noticed that I was always the biggest girl in the picture and people around me. My feet was swelling and I thought I just turned 30 this is not me. I will put the picture on my profile

im really new here but LOVING this program!!! THANK YOU to whoever created it!!!

im 6ft tall and a BIG girl....my breaking point was when my boyfreind and family couldnt wrap thier arms around me!!! Its a hard road but im happy to be on it and look forward to updating

I've had multiple breaking points... I've started over 50 times... each breaking point should have been enough to carry me through. The three biggest factors have been 1) The pregnancy and birth of my child 3.5 years ago. Wanting to do better for him. Wanting to be a better example. Wanting to be around for him. With this, I began getting more serious about the types of foods we ate in my house. Or rather, we stopped eating nearly all fast foods. No weight loss happened with this, but I gained a better understanding of nutritional values and needs. Unfortunately, the whole first year of my childs life was riddled with horrible emotional setbacks and more trying matters than should have been allowed in the span of 12 months. 2) 2.5 years ago my brother was diagnosed with cirrhosis of the liver, at the age of 35. Yes, from drinking. And partially from Hep C. But mostly, from drinking. The more I learned about cirrhosis, the more I came to understand the taxing effect of processed foods on one's body, specifically, the liver. I began to really respect my body's ability to handle fruits, vegetables and grains. I didn't have very far to go to switch over to healthier products in my house... I've been grocery shopping well for years. And as long as I cooked every night, I lost 30 lbs. Because I've been cooking well for years, too.

BUT - we eat out... a lot. And though we don't hit the Drive Thru's, we still have our favorite items at carry out restaurants. Favorites that are poor choices. And we eat too much of it. And in the last 9 months, I gained back about 20-25 of the lbs I had lost.

Which brings me to my most recent breaking point (and hopefully the only one I will EVER need again) - After many years, I finally decided to choose a Primary Care Physician. And I participate in a wellness program at my job, which requires a yearly physical. I went to see this doctor, my first visit with her, and she told me she didn't believe I could lose weight without medical intervention... either surgery or a meal replacement program. She was also concerned about my blood pressure and requested I return in a month to have it checked again. I took her lack of belief as a challenge. I am making more efforts to cook at home. On the occasions we do order carry out, I'm reducing my portions and making better choices. I've lost about 9 lbs in the month since I've seen her.

But when I returned for my follow up a few days ago, she told me I hadn't lost enough for her to change her mind about medical intervention, outright diagnosed me with High Blood Pressure, wants to put me on medications and has ordered an ECG to check the damage to my heart. I had been "borderline hypertensive" for years, and now she is telling me I'm all in. I'm 33 years old and I have High Blood Pressure? Because I was reckless with my eating habits for so many years. Because my husband told me he didn't care how I looked, that I was always attractive to him, but at the same time, eating good food turns out to be one of the major things he and I have had in common all this time. We are each others worst enemy.

I've put the doc off for another month on the meds, with the promise of getting a blood pressure monitor and the ECG. In the next 32 days I need to work my *kitten* off to avoid those meds... because in spite of EVERYTHING else, THAT is the most EMBARRASSING thing I would have to admit to.

I was having a lot of serious heart issues (it's congenital) and as a result I was - and still am - suffering from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. I spent about 7 months in my house and on the couch. I finally had heart surgery in March and started to feel better overall. I am also getting the counseling I need to deal with PTSD. Since I spent so much time in my house, I was always in pajamas or comfy pants which have a lot of stretch. So when I was finally ready to go out, my jeans wouldn't do up at all, not even close. I had gone up a full pant size in 7 months. I see pictures of myself and hate the way I look. I go shopping and hate the way everything looks on me. It's just not the same. I finally decided that since I'm in a better place with my mental health, I might as well get my physical health in check too - not only for my appearance but for my heart as well. I have a long way to go but I'm determined to get there!

I stepped on the scale on my 3rd wedding anniversary and I was 298lbs -- thats basically double what my husband weighs. My husband married me heavy, but not THIS heavy.

My breaking point was when I started feeling horrible about myself. I'd been overweight/obese since high school (nearly 18 years) but it never bothered me much. I had good friends, a good job, a nice life and even met a great guy. But as I started getting towards my highest weight ever (260), I started having these thoughts about trying to avoid social situations and generally feeling horrible about how I looked and noticed more and more how things like walking upstairs were becoming hard work. I was even avoiding the scale and I've been a daily weigher since I was in junior high!

So I decided enough was enough. I joined WW in January 2010, stopped being a WW member in June 2010 but kept recording my food, hit a brick wall early 2011 but was introduced to MFP (thank goodness!) and have been here every since. My ticker shows my progress from the beginning It's taken some time but as far as I'm concerned, this is no race, this is for life and I refuse to deprive myself of the foods I love. I'm happy with the process and am still making changes every day.

Good luck to you!!