01-11-2010, 04:58 PM
What was your "Last Straw"? Your "Ah-ha!" moment?
What made you start getting healthy?
What made you start getting healthy?
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01-11-2010, 04:58 PM
What was your "Last Straw"? Your "Ah-ha!" moment?
What made you start getting healthy?
01-11-2010, 05:07 PM
Mine wasn't so much a moment, as my "Ah-ha!" month. I had a very bad month. I was miserable. My knees and hips hurt so I moved as little as possible. I could not sleep at night and was in constant pain. Then I had a cancer scare, had a D&C and was afraid that my obesity was going to cause cancer. I was so embarrassed about the D&C and felt so bad for the people in the operating room. What if one of them hurt themselves moving me around? Were they laughing at me while I was out?
My son had dropped out of college and was considering going back. I always encouraged him to get his education. In one of our discussions, he shared his feeling of being overwhelmed with the idea of getting a degree. He told me exactly how long it would take him, how many courses, and was just overwhelmed. I recommended that he just not look at the big picture. To think back to high school, as a high school freshman, he did not think "Oh, this will take four years and x amount of classes." Going to school was his life and he just did it. Graduation was there before he knew it. So, for college, just think of this semester as the big goal and then, everyday just ask "What do I need to do today?"
The light bulb went on while I was talking to him. My overwhelming issue was losing the huge amount of weight that I needed to lose. I needed to take my own advice; break it into manageable goals and then just take one day at a time. In a year I would be one year older. I could be a year older and weigh less than I did at that point or I could be a year older and weigh the same or more. A year would pass in any case. I decided to weigh less.
With this approach, I have lost 85 pounds and my son has a 3.8 GPA.
01-11-2010, 05:11 PM
This thread (http://www.3fatchicks.com/forum/100-lb-club/190322-ever-had-one-those-moments.html) from the other day has a lot of folks' moments.
Mine was feeling like crap and realizing I had no clothes left that fit. It fed into a generalized panic that my life was passing me by and I was wasting it stuffing myself. I just didn't want to live like that anymore.
01-11-2010, 05:33 PM
For me, it was when my friend posted this photo in her blog:
I was mortified that I was that obese. You never see yourself in a true light until you see yourself in a picture.
01-11-2010, 05:45 PM
I'm 24 and 2 days before Christmas I was in the emergency room with "heart attack-esque" symptoms. My BP was 199/114 and not wanting to come down. The room was swimming around me and it took all I could not to pass out. To top things off, my special needs daughter was home with her nurse who offered to stay late because I couldn't get in touch with my fiance to tell him what was going on and that he needed to get home ASAP. I had a flash in my mind of how much of a struggle it would be if I DID have a heart attack. We don't have enough nursing to cover him working during the day and getting a good night's sleep, so he'd have to take off work until I was able to care for her again.
It was a disaster.
So I said I was going to change things up. Get healthy, eat right, and hopefully get my BP under control again. At this point it's more of a promise to my daughter and my family than to myself. While I do deserve to be healthy, I think my daughter deserves a mommy who will be around for a long time.
01-11-2010, 05:51 PM
It was by far the most embarrassing moments of my life:
My husband, my parents, and I were on vacation in Mexico and when we went to dinner, I sat down in a chair with too-narrow arms. I did manage to "squeeze in" but the waiter came over and told me that he was getting me another chair so "I would be more comfortable." I was mortified and spent the entire rest of the vacation having "chair phobia" everywhere we went. I realized that the weight was officially starting to control my life and I needed to start to change my life...IMMEDIATELY!
01-11-2010, 05:58 PM
Lying in a hotel room in Las Vegas, at a business conference, at 4 AM, after one of the company's banquets, and having either a blood sugar issue or a panic attack. (I'm still not sure which it was.) Lying there shaking, with my heart going like a rabbit's, unable to sleep, and thinking that I might have to call an ambulance. Wondering how I'd do that, if I should call the front desk or room service. Wondering if people had died in the hotel before. Realizing that because I was obese & was not healthy, I couldn't tell whether I was suffering through an illness of the body, the soul or the mind. All my denial seeped out of me then & there.
01-11-2010, 06:07 PM
I've posted it before but I've had 2 real moments. One was buying size 32 plus size pants and realizing it was the biggest size I could find in any stores.
I decided from that point that I would try to lose weight. Unfortunately, I bounced between the same 30 lbs for 6 years before I had a secondary moment where I fell down my stairs at home and my leg twisted behind me. I ended up straining my knee ligament and could barely walk for 3 months. Well during that 3 months, I lost 75 lbs because I knew that it was only an indicator of what could happen in the future.
01-11-2010, 06:25 PM
I did not have one. In this case, it's head over heart right now. Unless you count the occasional tinge of sadness for clothes I cannot get into. Maybe a switch will go off later.
01-11-2010, 06:33 PM
Mine was when our band decided to do Ray Charles's "Shake Ya Tailfeather". Since I don't play an instrument, they wanted me to get out front and demonstrate all the dances that the song mentions...the bird, the fly, the mashed potato...oh, **** no! I could just imagine being on stage in my dress doing all these dances, and everyone laughing at all my fat butt jiggling like jello. I put my foot down and said no, and they didn't push me...but I thought, "when I was younger and skinny I would have done it in a flash". So, I decided to get skinny. Period.
01-11-2010, 07:15 PM
I am not sure that I have had any one moment but I have had many little moments. For me it boils down to the fact that I am not happy, I am not truly living. I know I would be a much better wife and mother if I were healthier and felt better about myself. I feel so guilty not doing things with my kids like swimming, being active with them etc. because I am heavy and feel so ugly in a bathing suit or shorts. I am making my kids miss out on life because I am overweight and that is not fair. I am doing this for my kids...at least for now. Maybe later on it will be for myself too...I just feel like I have so much to give and so much life to live and I want to be able to live the life that I want. I have spent all of my 20's so far fat and thinking wistfully about the day when I am skinny. I realize now at 27 that it is now or never and that, that day will never just magically happen. I need to work for it.
01-11-2010, 07:33 PM
I shattered my ankle. I was alone, laid up, and frustrated to the point of madness. I literally just laid on my couch and fasted and had probably the most clarity I'd had in my entire (young) life. I decided that was it, that it was time to change.
I don't know if I would've "gotten it" in a less dramatic fashion, but it worked. The moment I could start working out I did and I began re-evaluting my relationship with food.
01-11-2010, 07:50 PM
I think I wasted about 20 years of my life waiting for the perfect "a-ha" moment, which gave me a fine old excuse to stuff my face while i waited LOL i finally just put my head down and barreled thru
01-11-2010, 08:07 PM
I didn't really have a specific 'moment.' Early 2009 I had a lot of personal traumas all in a short period of time. Usually when I was emotionally strung out I would eat myself 'well.' This time instead medicating my problems with food, I didn't (I was not very hungry). For about a month or so, I ate well below my 'normal' calories. I refuse to even estimate exactly how much I used to eat, but for that month I ate around 2000 calories a day. I basically stopped eating fast food, ate only food cooked at home. After a few weeks I found I could fit into my size 22 jeans again (a few weeks before my size 24 jeans were a bit too tight). This sort of sparked an "I wonder" moment, and I decided to keep up eating healthier. Again a few more weeks passed and I went down another pant size. Around that time I realized it was possible for me to lose weight, and I didn't have to be obese. I committed to a complete lifestyle change (eating healthy and exercising more) and set my goal of losing weight/getting healthy. :)
01-11-2010, 08:26 PM
Here's my moment from another similar thread.
On 08/27/09, I was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes (D-Day). My doctor and I talked about my eating habits and dieting. I informed him that if left to my own devices, I would most likely revert back to a poor diet and lifestyle. Since I had never dieted before and needed some structure until I could stand on my own, he referred me to a weight management center. My dietitian and I clicked right away and I was curious to find anyone else on my specific diet plan. Well, that search led me to 3FC and I am so happy to have found this place.
01-11-2010, 08:30 PM
Here is my moment from another thread:
I knew I was too fat for years,,,but it never hit me so hard as one day in October 2007 when I was on the subway. The car was almost full with two seats left. One seat was next to me and the other was next to this stinky, homeless guy. A well-dressed man came onto the train, took one look at me with disgust, and went to sit next to the homeless guy.
That was devastating...and that was my wake up call.
From that day forward I realized I always had a seat to myself on these crowded trains -- nobody wanted to sit next to the fat woman unless they were forced to. The seats with the skinny people always got filled first.
I'd seen that same look of disgust before when I got on airplanes at my heaviest weight. Nobody wants to sit next to a fat person...
01-11-2010, 08:35 PM
:hug::hug: Oh, jay41. You just broke my heart. I am going to be thinking about your post all night.
01-11-2010, 09:32 PM
That's easy. It was me, on New Years Day, feeling all sorry for myself, how awful my life is, how much I hate my job, how much I wanted something--anything--more, or else, or whatever.
Then I realized it was New Years Day.
Then I realized it was New Years Day on the first day of a new decade.
Then I said, "enough!" and got a move on.
01-12-2010, 12:33 AM
Holiday pictures from 2008 got me going. I was doing well and had lost over 30 pounds when Easter candy hit and then Easter ham, etc. I gave up, no really decent reason, I just gave up. The beginning of July I was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes. Now it's life or death and I don't get to quit.
01-12-2010, 08:07 AM
I didn't really have a moment, which is weird because I've had so many of them before and started, then not followed through.
This time I wasn't even motivated to start, I just started cutting down on the junk food and began a trial at the gym. I figured I'd give it the 6 weeks trial and see how I went, then decide from there. I never really expected to enjoy the gym, or end up going regularly, or lose much weight, but only 4 weeks later I knew there was no turning back...
01-12-2010, 10:24 AM
I think I was becoming diabetic ...so that scared me... Right about that time someone took a picture of me...I looked so bloated, with a forced smile,and looking much older... the image didn't match the person I thought I was.
01-12-2010, 12:25 PM
It was the combination of a lot of things all hitting at the same time. Turning 30, a new decade, finally getting to a mentally healthy place, hurting my ankle, watching my BP rise, feeling left out of my life. My last decade had many good things in it and many bad ones. I am really ready to be the writer of my life story this next decade and not a spectator. I may not have control over every aspect of my life, but I do have control over some. This time I know I can do it, I have more family support and participation to do it and I have a clearer picture why I want to. I didn't have any of that in previous attempts.
01-12-2010, 12:57 PM
I didn't have a single moment... rather it was a lot of little things...
*Sitting on a plane and realizing the buckle didn't fit... and then having to shift in my seat and sit at an angle so I didn't feel like I was crushing the guy next to me.
*Barely fitting on an amusement park ride and almost having to get off.
*Realizing I was using my fat as an excuse to not let people get close to me...
*Being tired of always being the biggest person in the room.
*Various photos of myself.
*And realizing I avoid so many fun things in my life just because I don't want to be fat and do it.
Finally I just had enough one day...
01-12-2010, 01:18 PM
It wasn't one single moment for me. There were lots of moments that SHOULD have kicked my butt in gear:
having to get off of an amusement park ride
weighing as much as I did when I was 9 months pregnant with my daughter
needing the largest size at walmart
I kind of just decided I needed to change something and for the first time in my life I am not working or going to school, so I mentally feel like I have the time to get the life long habits established. I've started this before but NEVER stuck with it. I'm on day 4 now, so that tells me something. :D
Watching my mom go from 360 pounds down to 170 (? I think) has REALLY inspired me. She had WLS, so she did it differently than I am going to but that is okay. She NEEDED to lose it faster because of health conditions as well. She looks amazing though. So inspiring. It also gives me an idea of what I might look like which is very nice considering I've never been below a size 16 in my adolescent/adult life. It's been hard for me to imagine what I could possibly look like because I've never been there before.
01-12-2010, 01:54 PM
Well... I've had several "moments" but, only this year did they all come together and form a giant (pun intended) ball which was a trigger for me.
One such moment was last year, when preparing to board a plane... I was in an airport courtesy wheelchair because I have issues with my joints (I have Lupus) and also with one of my legs (I had a DVT/blood clot 2 years ago that has left me with vein damage in that leg), so I was having a day that did not allow me to walk through the huge airport. When it came time to board, the staff (the ones who wheel the "pre-board" passengers down if they are in wheelchairs) started laughing and snickering and "betting" each other about who was gonna get to push ME down the jetway to the plane. At that point, I got up and walked (hobbled with a cane) down the jetway by myself, but I was humiliated and cried for the whole 2 hour flight home.
The most recent was seeing myself in pictures posted on my pastor's blog. Her husband recently had WLS and looks AMAZING, and like a PP said, nothing tells the truth like pictures. These were pics taken in December and I was truly shocked by what I saw. It's so easy to convince yourself that you don't look "THAT bad", etc.
So, once I saw those pictures, I immediately went to the website of a gym/club that I knew was less than a mile from my house. And just like it was a sign, they had a "zero joining fee 'til 12/31" promo going (it's a private club that's big on tennis but just expanded to include a brand new fitness center, indoor pool, indoor track, classes, etc). I went that very weekend, the day after Christmas to be exact, and my friend and I joined on the spot. So far I've lost 9 pounds and she's lost 7.
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