I've spent much of my life in the 250 range when I was younger (including high school), but shot all the way up to 360 when I was with my ex. It was sometime around 2005 I decided to do something about it. Lost 40 pounds, plateaued, lost 35 more pounds, plateaued again, lost 40 more pounds, plateaued yet again, all in the span of about 7 years. While it was kind of a slow pace, it's been great as I've never had any significant regains. What was frustrating was staying so long in the 250 range, which is where I've been since 2009.
But last spring and summer I finally managed to break past that and had gotten all the way down to 244, but then got burned out by a bunch of personal issues that hit late in the year. Problems with my family, my car breaking down (was several months before I could fix it), was a live-in babysitter at another household, got a new puppy to train . . . then found out I was in my first pregnancy, which was exciting but completely draining. Had a miscarriage earlier this year while visiting family out of state.
Was thankful to have their extra support in such a difficult time though. Went through a lot of grieving once I got back home. And steadily gained weight throughout all this.
A few weeks back I realized I was all the way back up to 267. While it could definitely be worse, I knew it was time to nip it in the bud and vowed that I would not allow myself to reach 270+ ever again. I'm on day 17 of my new plan, and I have it to thank for getting back down to the very magical number of 260 . . . which as this thread title says, is exactly 100 pounds down from my highest. While I already reached this point back in 2009, I'm thankful to be here again, and for the chance to get back on track. It's all about being dedicated to make the best choices possible, and to simply pick yourself back up in the moments you happen to not do as well.
So here's to attacking the next 100+ pounds with style, poise, and dignity, even if it takes me another 7 years.