Your wtf i need to get in shape moment.

I knew I needed to lose weight, but after I got on my sons' Wii Fit and the thing showed my weight as being OBESE, I knew I had to do it. My poor little boys started crying and saying, "Mama, that is a lie, you're not obese." My then 4 year old didn't know what obese meant, but he knew it wasn't good. My 10 year old sat there looking scared. They never say that before when they used the Wii Fit so they knew that was not good. That was my kick in the butts to get serious and stop making excuses!!!

My moment is that sometime in the next year, my husband and I will probably start trying to have a baby, and I guess it seems sorta of backwards, but I want to be very fit and healthy before-hand, so that I can keep it up during and after pregnancy.... a healthy start for the baby and lots easier to get back into the shape I want to be in than to wait and be trying to lose baby weight, plus the extra 5 or so that i'd like to be rid of now.

Me too! I want to lose weight and keep it
Off for a while before we start having kids! I dont want to weigh what I weigh now and get pregnant on top of that!

I have a 14 month old little girl and we take LOTS of pictures of her. Naturally, she's our first born, so everyday there's a new "she just woke up, how silly" or "what a cute outfit" picture. I've seen WAY too many pics of us together where my belly is hanging over my pants or my thighs look extra thick. No good. I want her to see Mommy as healthy, set a good example. I'm just 4 pounds down, but I'm working on it!

I'd always been slim until this past year, when I gained about 40 pounds. I stepped on the scale one morning and read "168". I realized if I kept going I'd hit 170 which is how much my HUSBAND weighs. "No way," said I, and thus the journey began. I'm only a little way along so far, but I already feel motivated, healthier, and starting to love my body again. Can't wait to see the 130s again!

I thought I ripped my pants at work.. Luckily they were double stitched. Then I remembered what my mother and grandmother look like and realized that if I didn't take control now, I would not like my future self.

Umm.. never being happy in my own skin and just thinking to myself one day "I gotta do this now, or it will never happen."

me, in a nutshell.
I realized wishing I was smaller wasn't cutting it and had to be more proactive about my health.

Last year I fell into a deep depression and put on enough weight that my doctor became concerned. One of my blood tests came back as being pre-diabetic. At the same time, I was nearly busting out of my size 16s and after having been a steady 12/14 most of my adult life I refuse to go into an 18. It's time to not only get back to 12 but go past that and go all the way to healthy.

After I had my daughter,I realized I didn't want her to be like me with bad eating habits. I recently hurt myself and gained about 20 back that took me months to lose. I am tired of the beck and forths. Its time for me to take responsilbilty for my actions.

I think a number of things, not just one point. An ex I was in a long term relationship would make fun of my gain - he once said 'you used to be the cute, chubby girl, but now you're just.. bleh.' I'm a photographer and shoot a lot of commercial stock, so I work alongside a lot of models, that definitely intimidated me. Aand, while out dress shopping one time I remember barely squeezing into a size 8 (American size) dress, and thinking to myself 'the next size up is double digits'.

Looked at pics taken of me at the American cemetery at Normady, France. I wondered, who is the fat guy? Is my gut really that huge?

Yes, it WAS!

A couple of things: I turned 45 this year and realized I'm only 2 years younger than my dad was when he died unexpectedly (alcoholic, smoked, didn't take care of himself....after a quad bypass 7 years earlier). I think of how much has hppened in my life with marriage and having my children, and all of this he missed. I don't want to miss any part of my kids lives.

The other; after having my blood pressure read high at my past 2 checkups and my dr. asking how I felt about being on blood pressure medication. Since starting MFP and running, my last checkup was great, 100/78! So its' worth it.

And lastly, got tired of complaining about how Iook and wanting to finish losing the last 10 pounds from my last pregnancy....6 years ago:laugh:

I'm 22, had weight issues my entire life...lately it's been bad though. Gained 50+lbs since high school, and I already wasn't happy with my body then.

The real and very sad moment was when my boyfriend (and probably the love of my life) of 4 years that I lived with told me he wasn't attracted to me anymore. Our relationship went downhill from there, fighting, screaming, cheating. etc...Of course we were having issues other than just the weight thing, but that was a big deal. I promised over and over I'd lose the weight but I was just so comfortable with being lazy i didn't. Then he kicked me out a little over a month ago. This has been the worst month of my life, but it's pushing me to do something. I am 5'9" and was 258 which was almost how much he weighs and he's 6'5".

I moved back in with my parents and have started eating healthy and going on long walks and even trying to jog a little bit.. I weighed in at 247 the other day, which I know is still huge but I feel good that I'm getting somewhere and have found a place where I can read stories like your guys' and be honest with people about my goals.

I want to lose 100lbs, which I know is a lot. When I get there, I want to model. I know that's kind of a stretch but I love my face and I know when I am at my goal I'll love my body too..every day I already feel sexier..

And hopefully I'll either be over him or he won't be able to resist me. Or both?

last week on the beach, first time this year. my friend who gave a birth 8 months ago looked like a model and I looked pregnant ...it really sucked! Sooo, here I am

A photograph. And I'm not posting it here.

I knew I needed to lose some weight, but I didn't realize I looked as bad as I actually did.

I've been struggling with my weight for what seems to be my entire life....But the moment when I finally got fed up was when my family and I went to Florida in March, and I needed to ask the flight attendant for a seatbelt extender. I felt humiliated.

A friend of mine on facebook lost over 100 lbs. She use to be a couch potato. She always posted her work outs on facebook and I supported her throughout the year long journey. She is now a fitness freak and is a personal trainer and looks fabulous. I thought if she can lost 100 lbs I can lose 40. Only problem is I have no one IRL to support me. Not even her

To the first one...yes have done that..sigh. And the look the flight attendant gives you...SMH
To the second one...MFP friends can be more helpful, honest and gracious than the RLF, you just have to open yourself up to strangers whom mean well.

My WTF moment(s)....
When I was too scared to go to the gym because I thought I was too big to go and everyone would laugh at me. It's never happened.

Finally so broken down and believing the person whom was the closest to me in whole world when he said. "since you are fat now no one will look at you and fat girls don't leave their husbands, when women loose weight and get fit, they leave their husbands and family..
Another one was when he used all kinds of emotional abuse responses to get me not to go to my 25th HS Reunion. "you are way fatter than HS, people will make fun of you, you don't look like you used to, you can't physically do this, you are going to make a fool out of yourself, can you find a dress to hide all of that, hope your pictures look good, and you will go out and cheat." Anyone at anytime can do that if it is in their nature to do so.
When I finally stood up and said "I am going", I almost had to pull over to the side of the interstate when I saw the city in the distance because I was crying so hard. I missed that place and let someone else think for me. I was strong enough, I didn't cheat, had a great time and still am a great mom to my kids. I didn't really like myself in the photos, but I was the happiest I had been in a long time.
Last and the best moment was a Facebook photo that I ran home to untag myself from. I was wearing the shirt that hid the fat, the cardigan that hid the fat and the "slimming" jeans that hid the fat. They didn't hide a darn thing and I looked horrible, the worst I had ever looked. I vowed that that picture would be the last photo ever of me looking that big...ever.