What was your 'why'?

What was that thing that finally tipped you over the edge, from wanting to lose weight but being kind of half hearted, to being sick of your weight and shredding it?

I'm there.

I can remember one day something clicked in my head - I have no idea what triggered it lol - but I realised that I was the one making the bad choices. I somehow got a sense of being the only one holding myself back because I was always lying to myself and making excuses as to why it's all too hard.

One day I woke up and decided I was going to do it and stop making it such a big deal and I did. It sounds so silly but I really was the only one holding myself back - I just needed to stop blaming everything else and take some responsibility.

I wish I knew how that happened coz I would totally write a book if I did lol


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Looking at my sister thinking how badly she needed to lose weight. A week later seeing a picture of us side by side & realising i was the fatter sister. Kicked me right into gear joined weight watchers the very same day & stuck with it.
Goodluck on your weight loss journey while its tough its worth it when u see/feel ithe results

I yo-yo a bit, but quite a few things motivate me, like knowing my dad has type2 diabetes, that I want to be healthy for my kids, that I am not getting younger, seeing photos of myself at Christmas when I thought I looked ok but actually looked 5 mths pg, and knowing that I feel 10000% percent better when I am exercising regularly and at a lighter weight.

Good luck hun - the Diet and Weight Loss chatter thread is great - a bit quiet at times but there is always someone around to cheer you on and motivate you. xoxo

I was staring down the barrell of IVF, trying ttc # 2 and just getting unhealthier and unfitter. I started exercising then thought why the heck am I doing all that exercise but still filling my body with crap?! I then thought of food as fuel.... I was living to eat not eating to live ITMS?

I don't know. I was asked this last week and I feel like I should know, but I don't. I feel like I am 'there' this time... but I'm not sure why. Maybe just the fact that I am heavier than I have ever been (but that has been progressively the case for the last few years) - it's impossible to ignore it anymore.

I saw a pic of myself. I have never liked the way I look in pics, so much so that I never actually look at the pic. I just shrug it off as been another bad pic of me. But the most recent pic, I actually looked at it, I looked at the way I looked, I saw what others saw. And I did not like it one bit. I realised that I dont like the current me, and I need to change that.

Also as I get rid of the stresses in my life, I am losing weight, I know that I am happier without the stress in my life, and with that I am losing the weight that was caused by those stresses.

When DD was 4 months old I said to myself 'enoughs enough, you look awful and feel terrible'. I lost 20kg, and looked skinny. Then got UTD again, was put on bedrest for 4months and gained 30kg.....i've got 10-12kg more to go, but i'm where you're at now. I need to find that 'thing' to make me determined and discipline....I need to commit, yet im commitment phobic......crikey!

I'm not sure of the moment... but the thing that set me off wanting to look better was after DH's Christmas work dinner last year... I knew I didn't want to be the frat, frumpy wife next year, so here I am 14kg down and still going strong. Really it was a number of things, but picturing myself looking nice in a dress at this year's Christmas work dinner is pretty good motivation.

Visualising having success and feeling accomplishment with small goals, like Sterla touched on, thats how you do it properly.....now I/we have to do it!!

A few things...

Paramount was seeing what a dead, over weight body looked like, what happened to it...No dignity there.
I saw some pictures of myself, and I realise I hate having pics taken with the girls because I look so horrible. THAT is sad.
My wedding photos were a big one too... I was at my largest ever, not the smallest I wanted - dreamed - of being on my day. Sucked.

Then it was a matter of mindset. No more excuses, because you aren't foolling anyone else, just yourself. So what is the point?

I was a size 6 once. *le sigh* I'll be happy with being a 10 now...half way there!

I'm subbing to this cause I want to know as well! hope that's okay Keikes!

My brother called me to tell me his wife was pregnant after a year of trying. In the same phone call he told me his dr said he would like die of his diabetes or some other obesity-related illness before his unborn child reached adulthood. My son Charlie was only 2 at the time. That was the day I decided to get the lapband, and the day I started exercising.

Wanting to be able to buy cool vintage clothes at op shops and markets.
Wanting to be hotter than someone who'd been nasty to me (more than one someone, actually. It was a good way to channel negative emotions)
Then I just had fitness goal after fitness goal, wanting to swim further, cycle faster, whatever.

I actually kept an exercise book, and one page of it was my reasons for losing weight. There were about 20, I added a new one whenever I thought of it.

I also had a page that I called "Sources of Joy" and whenever there was a moment of triumph, I wrote it on that page. Stuff like fitting into a size 12, getting a compliment at a do, I kept it specific. Then whenever I had a crappy day and was tempted to comfort eat, I looked at that page instead. AND I also kept a page that had a list of low-impact indulgence foods.

seeing a photo of me and my kids. and i looked 6mths prg. 8 months post birth.
i went from 97kg to 68. now im back around 71, but i saw a photo of me and realised i need to lose it again and more. i want to feel good, i want to be the hot younger wife for DH and be able to run around with my kids and most of all - i need to be fit to care for DJ. hopefully i might get back into a 14 comfortably rather then having an epic muffin top. and i also want to wear vintage clothes with out the extra lumps and bumps.

Health. Shame.

When it comes to Vanity I know I can still look good regardless. And I know the things I don't like now, won't make a difference to my body image when I'm smaller. I'll just find something else to pick on. We always do. That's pretty much a rewriting issue not a weight issue.

But the number one reason as corny as it is....

I want DH to be able to pick me up and throw me around in play.

I know I've still got a great deal of my Journey to go but this is what kick started it for sure :)

No "this is it" moment this time around. For me it is health, vanity (yes I want to be able to wear nicer clothes and look great in them), comfort etc. I suppose also my impending 40th is almost here. I want to be fab for that. Last major birthday I was fab for was my 21st

I suppose I got a little bit more inspiration this time around with the 1MKC, just something new, something a bit different to the same old thing I was doing that was not working that well.

Audax that is awesome. I think I'm going to borrow that idea.

Realising that I could spend today gaining weight, or I could spend it losing weight.

Keike - I have had to face a lot of issues with my family recently and as I have shed the stress and unhelpful people I have lost weight. No need to stress eat/binge and now I can stop and say I have had enough. Sounds corny but like I am no longer the person they have labelled me as and really the best person I can be, ITMS?? Also I have been moving a bit more to help myself.
I am also trying to focus on being healthy as a whole.
You can do it - you are worth it and you will feel so much better for it.

Coming back to this thread.....I just called 'bro' numerous times by a male sales assistant....I must be so chubby-tubby he thinks im a man!! Its really bothered me, emotionally (and its not like me to be so thin skinned!) :(
Im starting water aerobics next week with a friend.....and not eating a single thing but ice and fresh air until then!!

Bro?! The guys lucky I didn't headbutt him!!

I'm 25 next year and i don't want to be fat. I want to party in a little black dress!!

So after this baby i'll have 18ish months to get down to my goal weight.

First and foremost, I am embarrassed and ashamed. I look awful in photographs - I am the "fat mum" I never thought I would be.

Embarrassment and shame aside, I have weight-related health issues (my back is a wreck and I have weight-related sleep apnoea) that have been playing on my mind constantly and I am tired of feeling guilty about having done nothing about it when my daughter is turning 1 in a month!

So yeah, I just can't take feeling so rubbish about myself anymore.

I know that I will not have a baby unless I do this. I have lost 9 kgs so far, and while it has only scratched the surface, I want this more than ever.

I learned that I had never actually let myself feel hungry. The first time I felt hungry, I actually enjoyed it. I enjoyed knowing that I was finally letting my body tell me when I needed food, not my emotions or mind.

As I said, I have a long way to go, but for once, I am happy, I feel free and I am really excited that I can start to look forward to being the best possible kimmi I can be.

To get here, I have fought these demons for 1 years. Every Monday of my life, I said, I am going to be healthy. That is about 780 Mondays where I just didn't stick to my plan. I could plan my little heart out and still I couldn't stick to it. I realised that I just couldn't function if I couldn't simply stick to one thing I wanted. I craved to know what it felt like to feel good.

Don't get me wrong, I am only in the early days, and while my enthusiasm is strong now, I know there will be times when it will waive. I love my wine, my cheese and what I have grown to perceive as social eating. My best friend is pregnant, and while I once would have felt sad that it wasn't me, I have lost my wine buddy and I know if she can go without it to grow a baby, I surely can go without it to make a baby.

When I came close to making the choice to change, I conducted an experiment. It BLEW my mind. I did my hair, my make-up and I looked in the mirror. I thought I looked nice. I took a photo of that exact moment and was blown away when I saw the picture. It was nothing like what I saw in the mirror. I took about 5 photos before I realised that is how the world actually sees me. Not my distorted view in the mirror. I was really really shocked, sad and the phrase reality bites certainly came to mind.

Today has been a hard day for me, I REALLY feel like pizza for lunch. I'm confident I won't do it, I know having the pizza or not is just a choice. All I have to do is make the right choice.

I want to be like all those other women. The ones who I'm sure have all of their own sets of demons, but I want to be the woman who wears a pretty dress and actually looks good. I am SO tired of being "pretty for a big girl". The number of times I've heard from well meaning people that "Gee you look nice for a big girl", or "You really look after your appearance for a big girl", makes me sick.

I'm 99% confident that none of this makes sense, but the point is I hear you. I feel for you. Having SO much weight to lose myself, I know the true weight this burden can have.

I hope things get better for you. Put your mind to it. I'm trying so hard, and if you ever need anyone to vent to, or need to express your worries, my inbox is always open. I know that venting can help. I can't really vent to my DH because he simplifies right down to "if you want to do it, just do it!" and you and I both know, it's just not that straight forward.

Once again, best of luck x

A combination of receiving information on gastirc sleeving & Banding surgeries and my husband totally refusing to support me undergoing either procedure, moving house, and seeing a psych for depression where we mainly focussed on my weight.

I knew it was now or never and while I'm currently on a bit of a plateau with quite a way still to go, I have the knowledge that if I knuckle down I CAN actually do it.