Tell me about your rock bottom

I weighed myself one day and saw that I was 3 pounds away from 250. That really shocked me because I thought I was 230.

My rock bottom was this spring when I realized I weighed 8 pounds MORE than I did when child number 3 was born (who is now 11)! All my clothes looked and felt horrible, even my "fat" clothes. Many of the pants were/are missing buttons and I used the "pregnant" trick to fasten the pants that still had buttons (you know, the rubber band wrapped around the button and threaded through the hole, back 'round the button). The final straw was seeing my naked back in the mirror one day when I was intending to check the back of my hair one morning...ewwww!

After Halloween, as I was finishing up the candy I hadn't passed out, I couldn't get enough. The more I ate, the more I wanted, even though I was trembling and dizzy from having eaten so much already. I realized it was like alcohol and I couldn't have it any more. I'm pre-diabetic and have to get control. It's the control I'm after. The more I lose, the less artificial hunger I have. I eat to get rid of the hunger with as few calories as possible and nutrition is secondary, but I find the halthier foods get rid of the hunger with the fewest calories.
Any time I overdo it, I remember how I felt so out of control, and if I have to, I go out, somewhere without food so I can't eat until it goes away.

The day i stopped feeling sexy.

The day I ate a 12 pack of Taco Bell tacos and a bucket of KFC.

I am not sure I ever felt like I had hit 'rock bottom' I knew I was miserable, I knew I hated to find clothes that looked good, I knew I felt and looked gross. But it was my fabulous neighhour, she invited me to join her with running and using MFP. I said to her, of course I am going to join you becuase if you are super skinny next year and I am still fat I am going to be pissed off LOL!!

And here I am close to 80 lbs later. I have struggled as of late with being a single mom, and finding time for the gym, but I truly believe the habits are formed and the paranoia is just enough to kick me in the *kitten* when I slip. I love I can shop in any store I want and I usually look half decent in what I decide to wear.

It's so worth every ounce of hard work it took and will continue to take. This journey will never end.

My student hugged my fat stomach, looked up at me and asked, "does it keep you warm at night while you sleep, like a polar bear?"

She wasn't being hurtful, she was completely innocent. But I cried. :sad:

That was the moment I knew my stretchy pants weren't fooling anyone. I didn't even know what I weighed, I didn't own a scale.

When I found out the number was 237, I was shocked. Badly. I didn't expect it to be above 200.

But then I found MFP, fast forward three years, and now my life and my health are completely transformed.

The day I was diagnosed with fatty liver disease and hypertension, and I weighed in at the doctor's office at 406 lbs. I had known consciously for some time that I was going to have to do it. It took being put on medication for the HBP to make me see the light and get motivated.

In jan. I had a wake up call looking at pics of me from new years at that point I was at the highest weight I'd ever been (286 lbs) and was drinking everyday. I had lost my job and basically just didn't care. Now, 5 1/2 mos later I am the lowest weight I've been since high school (I am 233 lbs) I work out, feel great and quit drinking at all 2 mo ago. I also have a job that I love. My life is a complete opposite of what it was at the beginning of the year. I wake up everyday (not hungover) and happy about what I'm doing.

I stepped on the scale with my half grown papillon in my arms, intending to get the little dog's weight by subtraction, and was shocked to see that our combined weight was over 200 pounds. The dog didn't weigh anything close to the 30 pounds or so he would have needed to weigh for my expectations about my own weight to have been met. That was the straw that broke the camel's back, but it was only the latest in a cluster of small and not so small indicators that I needed to do something. The one that should have gotten my rear in gear, but didn't, was the sleep apnea.

I stepped on the scale and it read 252 (I am only 5ft 2). It was at that moment I realized that I was officially closer to weighing 300 pounds than 200. Something in me finally snapped and I signed up for Weight Watchers (for the 5th or 6th time) that morning. I made a promise to myself that I would continue going to WW until I got to my goal -- no matter how long it took.

Took me 6 years to lose 100 pounds and 6 1/2 years to get to goal and Lifetime with WW. I gained and lost so many time over the years, but I never gave up. It was so worth the time, money, and struggle. I have a life now and I don't plan on giving it up!

I have had 2 very different rock bottoms

The first at 27 - I faced the fact I was anorexic when I saw my back reflected in a friend's sun glasses and could see ribs all the way down my spine until my bony pelvis I started weight training and put on 10 lbs the first year


The second at 43 when I walked 1 block and had to use my inhaler because I was so out of shape and overweight. I realized I was killing myself with food and that I wanted to live to see my grandchild grow up. I started weight training again, quit smoking, got divorced..( I count him as 200 lbs of ugly fat) and lost 35lbs.

My "good angle" for pics made me look like my mother's pregnancy pics, and I'm a triplet. :noway:

Before I found out I was pregnant i had planned a vacation for the summer of 09 and was trying to lose about 50 lbs starting in january but i really didnt stick to any diet plan didnt workout all that much and i weighed 184 which was my highest. Found out i was pregnnt in march of 09 and went to my pre natal apt and weighted 186 made me upset but i was pregnant so i couldnt do much about it. So i never went on my vacation due to complications with the baby. the day after i delivered my son I weighed 202 I was so upset but i knew i just delived a baby and thats what happens you gain weight when your pregnant. I delived my son in october and by april i weighed 160 which i was really content with i felt great in my body during the summer i actually did a biggest loser challenge at work and by the end of the summer i was 150. In september I started school full time and still trying to work and chasing after a little one i was 148 still pretty happy but i got so stressed trying to keep up with everyhting that slowly i started slipping up. I was always eating on the Go (FAST FOOD) not making time to workout slowly i started to gain and one day i got on the scale and i weighted 163!!! I could have cried but I said nop not again so i started workout super hard again and lost 3 lbs before i heard about MFP and now have lost 7lbs with it so 10lbs loss total. I dont want to gt back to the pre baby weight 184. i feel so confident now that i am losing weight again and I am a single mom so i have a lot to show for! My son is my motivations. i am 21 and a mother but i dont have to use the excuse that i had a baby to be fat i wanna be proud that had a baby and was able to bounce back and wear a bikini!
Angela

Oh my, I do love this thread. Thanks for posting it.

My rock bottom was not having any clothes left that I could comfortably fit into and I knew I looked like I had been poured into the ones I was wearing. The other thing was that I attended a basketball game at the University, and I was beginning to wonder if I could fit into the seat. How embarrasing!!! Thus, time to do something had arrived. Rejoined Weight Watchers at 259 on 8/05/10 and have been very nonchalant about following their true guidelines, happy to take whatever I got each week. I have not missed hardly one week of meetings, yet because of my own lacadayical attitude, have lost only 33 lbs in that time period.

Three weeks ago, a very nice young man opened a personal training business in my back door, so to speak. I talked to him and signed up - since booking the dream vacation of a lifetime to fly to Hawaii for a week Nov. 6 of this year, I am not very strict with myself and ready to take my BMI down from morbidly obese as fast as possible. Since losing 33 lbs. it has gone down from 45.9 to 40.0, so thank God I am on my way!