When Was Your First Time?

My 5 year olds' birthday party was last weekend, and my sister (who lives in Michigan, I'm in California) wanted to see pictures. I was putting pics on Facebook and realized that there wasn't even one of me. Which got me thinking. So I looked through all of my photo albums and realized that there's maybe 10 total of me, and thousands of the rest of my family. See, I delete every photo of myself. And it's because everytime I see one I think "That's not the way I look! I look huge, I'll get a better one". But I never find a better one because they're all just me, and I look the same size in all of them.

So, I've got to lose it. I'm tipping the scales at a higher weight than at the highest point in either of my pregnancies. I can't play with my kids the way I want to, I have to "rig" my pants with a rubber band so they'll fit better, I get out of breath just doing regular house cleaning. Gotta do something, I'm praying this site is the answer! :-)

i realised that not only did my 'skinny' jeans not fit.. they wouldnt do up, they wouldnt even go past my *kitten*... ouch

I don't think I realized how big I had gotten when I first started this journey. For me it was more of a realization of the life I didn't want to have. I was still active and went out a lot and was able to do tons of stuff, but my mom is heavy and pretty much bed ridden. I was giving her a "pep talk" on how to be more active and better with her food choices, then went to my kitchen and fixed myself a "slice" of cake (which is really the whole cake minus a slice and sat down on the couch...and realized. That was my future, bed ridden, older than my actual years. The very next morning I woke up threw out the junk food, went for a long walk, rejoined MFP, and haven't looked back since then. Now that I can throw on a pair of shorts and a tank to go out to the beach without worrying about my thighs "dimpling" I realized how many restrictions I had and how big I had gotten. Still nowhere near where I want to be, but getting there!!!!!!!

i realised that not only did my 'skinny' jeans not fit.. they wouldnt do up, they wouldnt even go past my *kitten*... ouch

Oh yeah...that happened to me too, but it wasn't my skinny jeans....my fat jeans had become my skinny jeans. I didn't realize that until I started losing weight and tried on a pair and couldn't get into them. I really avoided all of the things that would have broken my delusion that I wasn't as fat as I really was. I didn't wear jeans, shorts, trousers, and I wore tons of shapewear and concentrated on making sure that my makeup and hair looked good so that I didn't have to focus on my body.

I have a list because I've had a couple babies that made it impossible (or so I thought) to lose weight sooner.

When I realized I weighed as much as my husband who was 50lbs more than me when we met 6 years ago (I'm 5'7" and he's 6'1".)
Trying to cram my *kitten* into a roller coaster without making the person next to me feel squished (impossible and embarrassing.)
Pictures. Oh my god..
Not even considering going to my 10 year high school reunion because I was mortified to see people I knew 60 lbs ago, and trying to tell my closest friends I didn't want to go without saying why.
Realizing I'm almost always the fattest girl in the room.
Having to buy the biggest size in the "normal" section and squeezing into it.
Feeling my fat thighs rub together in skirts when I always wore skirts every summer before that. And then realizing I looked horrible in shorts!

Good lord, this is depressing..

When I started to sweat getting up the five flights of stairs at uni and when stepping on the scales this year i realised i was the heaviest I had ever been. That really shocked me to do something about it. Now i can make it up all the stairs, no elevator for me!

Seeing pics of me..................plus being winded just going up stairs, are a couple of the things that made me have that ahah moment. Plus I promised my dying Daddy that I would take care of my weight (he just died 01/02/12) and I don't break my promises to my Daddy.

When I struggled to get almost every shirt in my closet on. I feel so stupid admitting it now but I was so confused at first and then I realized....you let yourself gain to much weight dummy

When my wedding pics came back. I looked so disgustingly fat. I was at 368 pounds. But I never realized how fat I was until I saw those pics. It makes me sad because that was my wedding day. I should love showing off those pics but I hated to even put them on Facebook. I have lost 90 pounds now and I have still have more to lose but I told hubby once I reach my goal, we should renew our vows and have pictures taken again. It won't be like the actual wedding but still... good enough! lol

I felt horrible in all of my clothes. I had to adjust my shirts all the time pull my pant up and so on. So then I finally relized how much I hated how I looked an felt. I stepped on the scale and seen the large number of 225 pounds (revealing to me that I had gained 60 pounds). I knew in that moment that I had to do something and so I did... and here I am a year later and 50 pounds lighter