Your wtf i need to get in shape moment.

I had one last year when I realized that I weighed the exact same as my 6'01" brother. I lost 12 pounds by Thanksgiving but then stopped working out due to life getting in the way. Just before my youngest son's 2nd birthday I realized that I had gained all the weight I had lost back. I had heard about this place and set a start date of June 11th, the day after my son's birthday party. :drinker:

I love this thread.

First it was my sister's death, she was very obese and had all the typlical risk factors associated with it. Out of the three girls in my family I had always remained the "smallest" which I attributed to my more active lifestyle, even though I had steadily been gaining for the past 10 years. She died suddenly from a brain bleed which more than likely was cause by untreated high blood pressure. She left behind two children and a husband who had been fighting a brain tumor for the past few years. I realized I didn't want that to happen to me... I went running to the doctor. My weight loss was going great.

I got pregnant and after I put on MORE weight, and thats when I got hurt. Having ridden horses for years, including training my current horse since the time he was a baby, I didn't think anything to hopping back on my horse after my pregnancy. Sure I was "larger" but I own a draft horse who can carry much more than my weight. He has always been mellow and laid back. We were out riding just walking and he got startled and I fell off, I should have been able to stay on since I have ridden through much worse situations in my time with horses. I wasn't in shape enough to do so. I ended up with a dislocated shoulder, sprained neck, and thankfully I had a helmet on so I only had a concusion.

After falling off my horse I realized I had not only gotten fat and would end up like my sister... but I had gotten too fat to do the things I love! Plus I want to be a good role model for my daughter.

Had gained 60 lbs since the start of my relationship 11 years ago, had slowly been adding diagnoses relating to my weight and unhealthy diet. I was on two BP meds, and was starting to have high blood sugar tests, along with knee pain. Got up to 334 at 1 point, but started my journey when I was at 327. The Dr told me I needed to start meds for diabetes and that moment made something click. I had already decided to change due to everything above but also being unhappy with my body, buying clothes and all the usual things.

4 months into it, my blood sugar is normal again, along with all my cholesterol numbers, blood pressure will be the last thing to go (I hope). I have 50-60 more lbs to go depending on muscle mass to reach my final goal.

When I looked down and didn't see my Va-j-j, I was like :noway: I gotta get in shape!

EXACTLY,, the 2 and 3 post above. Can't see the vajay jay and seeing everyone's muffin tops HAHA. Damn, what has our country done to us.

BUMP! I like reading people's posts on this!

My "wtf" moment was just hearing what my weight was when I was to do the doc for a check up... I did just have my 3rd child four months ago but this is the heaviest i've ever been and i've always told myself that i would NEVER let myself get to 200... and i was over that. (now i'm finally JUST under 200 so i'm happy about that!)


I'm also sick of my mom making comments about my weight.. She is not skinny herself but she always has something to say and plays it off like she's just joking, but she thinks it's funny and some of the things she has said really got to me.

When basically none of my clothes fit me...the ones that kind of fit didn't even look good. I've been doing really well with staying on track with the diet and exercise. I figure it's cheaper to lose weight than to buy a new wardrobe.

Plus...I wen to Old Navy and tried on a size 8 jean shorts. Old Navy's clothes(in my experience) were made bigger so I could usually go a smaller size. Well, the size 8 shorts were extremely tight...and I couldn't zip them at all.

My WTF I need to get in shape moment was when my boyfriend and I went into the city to do a little shopping. After hours of trying on clothes nothing fit (and I refused to go up to plus sizes) while everything he tried on fit and he was able to buy a ton of new clothes while I went home with not one item. It was then and there that I decided I would lose this weight and be able to walk into a store and fit into whatever I liked.

When I saw a picture of myself after my first black belt test on my moms wall. I believe that dude is in here somewhere. Also I am 33 so if I am gonna find him i better hurry up.