100 lb. Club - Why\How we reached our high weights

08-16-2013, 09:53 AM
I believe that for me to get these extra pound off and keep them off, I had to determine why and how I put an extra 100+ pounds on my body. Of course I think there were some emotional issues but a huge part of it was habit and desire for certain foods. Looking back over the times that I lost a significant amount of weight but put it back on, a huge part of my issue was stopping for a fast food breakfast on my drive to work. I loved the grease and carb ladened foods.

My fast food of choice was Hardee's chicken biscuit with hash rounds on the side. With a diet Coke of course! I just looked at the nutritional info on that breakfast:

Calories: 930
Fat: 57
Carbs: 84

I would tell myself that I could have a once a month "treat". Then it would become once a week, then twice a week, until it became most days of the week. Then once I started my day with such a poor choice, I would eat terrible all day long. Honey buns and candy bars in the vending machine would call my name. Junk food that my family brought home started to appeal to me when just months before I could completely ignore them. The craving beast was awoken and it started at Hardees.

I have to give up fast food breakfasts forever. It leads to a path that I don't want to go down again.

Does anyone else want to share habits that they need to give up forever in order to keep their weight down?

08-16-2013, 10:11 AM
For me, there are two habits that I need to break, one of which I've already broken...as for the other, it remains to be seen.

The first habit was smoking. You often hear of people putting on weight when they quit smoking...but in my case, I think I put on weight BECAUSE I was a smoker. There are SO many places these days where you can't smoke. Whenever I was in a place where I couldn't smoke, I was craving a cigarette and, not being able to have one, I would eat instead, resulting in weight gain. I quit smoking about 5 months ago and began my diet at the same time. It was tough at first to do both, but I'm now totally over the smoking. So, these days, I only eat when I'm hungry. I no longer eat as a substitute for smoking.

My second habit was grabbing fast food on the way home for supper on days when I was really busy at work and didn't have time to cook. Those days typically only happen in the winter. My job is such that I often end up working 15 or 16 hours per day, weeks on end. I've now discovered a few quick dishes that I'll just have to stick to when I get busy this winter. They don't take any more time than it takes to make the extra trip to the fast food joints. My only concern is that during my really busy months, I simply won't have time to exercise. There's not much I can do about that (short of quit my job), but I hope those few winter months when I'll be relatively sedentary don't set me back too much.

08-16-2013, 10:14 AM
I think what you've realized is a HUGE breakthrough! I only wish I could figure out why I tend to put on weight and turn to food for comfort. I know I'm an addict and when the urges hit, nobody and nothing can really truly stop me. However, often times I feel like I could stop a binge but I choose not to. It's crazy.

I know what does work for me: counting calories on my LoseIt app, making good choices and avoiding triggers. I don't force myself to even eat breakfast. I eat when I feel like it, rather than subscribing to the notion that breakfast is the most important meal of the day because it isn't for me. Triggers include but aren't limited to:
*insufficient sleep
*stress related to my kids (especially my son w/ special needs)...or where I feel lack of control or hopelessness
*consuming sugar
*consuming fake sweeteners
*social events with large numbers of people
*food at social events
*eating foods I consider off plan
*not working out
*PMS....that is a big issue but I just try to up my calorie allotment for a few days a month

08-16-2013, 01:45 PM
I can explain it easily for me, I like fatty carby food. bakery items - cannot eat just one serving I will compusively eat it until it is gone.

I also am lazy and dont want to cook unless I have the urge to cook. This led me to eating ALOT of fast food and frozen junk.

08-16-2013, 09:27 PM
Great thread! Thanks for starting it.

I've had to work at controlling emotional eating, and I think all my eating is emotional! ha! I used to eat when angry, annoyed, irritated, stressed, tired, bored, feeling unappreciated, frustrated, anxious, sad, lonely, etc.

Now, I know that I ate to avoid dealing with how I felt. Once I bit into something sugary, I felt great! The more I ate, the better I felt. I felt powerless over my life and circumstances, but I did have control over food -- if I wanted it, I got it. And, it soothed me. More likely....it numbed me. I ate, but I didn't take assertive action to change any of my circumstances, so the pattern just continued and I got bigger and bigger.

A couple of years ago, I was given a little worksheet that says "How are you feeling today?" and it has little faces with expressions for about 100 different emotions. I never knew there were so many emotions! If you had asked me to name some, I could probably count them on one hand. They were all kind of the same to me because I dealt with them all the same way -- by eating. Today, that worksheet is on my refrigerator door! And, I think about how I feel all the time. If my thoughts wander, I try to nail down just what I am feeling and why.

In the beginning, it was really enlightening. A particularly annoying coworker might walk by my desk and say a word or two, and I would immediately want to eat. Finally, I realized that SHE was the thing that set off that feeling. I needed to examine why she annoyed me so much, and how I could deal with it. Actually, there were a lot of people I eliminated from my life.

Now, when I'm annoyed, I might gripe to a friend about it, think about it, then go to the gym and work off the stress I'm feeling. Whatever it was that set me off is completely forgotten in the gym. There, I focus solely on myself, and I leave feeling BLISSFUL (one of my favorite little faces on my emotion worksheet) :)

We choose how we react to stimulus around us, and I choose to deal with my feelings instead of ignoring them. I don't want to hurt myself anymore, I want to thrive! I've lost and regained 50-100 lbs four times in my lifetime. I don't want to do it again. This time I think I'm on the right track.

08-17-2013, 11:28 AM
Tuscany - It is wonderful that you have broken the smoking habit and to have it help weight loss. You definitely hit the jackpot with that change. You also have the stragy for the winter fast food so it sounds like you have that one in hand. About the exercise, do the best that you can, it is all any of us can do.

luckymommy - Thank you! Identifying your triggers is a huge step. I lost a good part of my weight on calorie counting but still had to fight cravings. I really did not get the cravings under control until I started cutting and counting my carbs along with my calorie counting. I just noticed your height and weight. While I know that it is a matter of perspective, your BMI sounds great to me. I just hope that I can get down to your BMI.

pnkrckpixikat - I like fatty carby food. bakery items - cannot eat just one serving I will compusively eat it until it is gone.

I also am lazy and dont want to cook unless I have the urge to cook. This led me to eating ALOT of fast food and frozen junk.

I identify!

AwShucks - What a great post. When reading it, I was thinking, "Yes, that's me too." One thing that I realized when I first started getting a grip on my eating was that every time I got mad at my husband, I would eat. Of course, that was really punishing myself. Once I quit doing that and dealt with the issues with my husband, the marriage improved and one obstacle to weight lose was helped. When I get upset with someone, say at work, I now remind myself that eating to deal with the feelings, only hurts me. That coworker is not affected at all.

We choose how we react to stimulus around us, and I choose to deal with my feelings instead of ignoring them. I don't want to hurt myself anymore, I want to strive! I've lost and regained 50-100 lbs four times in my lifetime. I don't want to do it again. This time I think I'm on the right track.

You are right and I think that I am on the right track also. Congratulations on the weight loss. You are doing so well!

08-17-2013, 11:38 AM
Cheryl, you are doing SO great! I am completely sure that you will reach your goal. To me, BMI is not that great of an indicator though. I do take a look at it sometimes, but I don't place too much value on what it says because we are all so different. Anyway, with all of your insight about how you deal with food, I not only am sure you will reach your goal, but I think you will do the even harder part...you will keep it off! :)

08-17-2013, 12:55 PM
Lately I realized that I can't eat like my husband (who's 6'4" and 340pounds. I put on weight QUICKLY after we got married because I would want to eat with him just cause I thought it was my wifely duty even if I wasn't hungry) AND that I need to cut out sweets (Oh how I love sweets :chockiss::woohoo:. I would buy Little Debbie cakes when I was in high school because they were so easy to hide in my room, didn't need refrigerating/heating, and they didn't smell since they were individually wrapped. I would eat whole bags/packages of donuts/little debbies/pastries in 1-2 days and just carried on the habit when I moved out)

08-17-2013, 02:49 PM
I gained weight through back to back pregnancies, then stress eating and finally boredom.

I've lost 55 lbs through calorie counting.

08-18-2013, 01:15 AM
I keep bringing up this thread because I want to write something in it, but I haven't had the courage to do it just yet.

I know why I reached my highest weight, and it goes for a lot of people. I found so much comfort and camouflage in food. Comfort for when I was happy, sad, and all the in betweens. Camouflage because I didn't want to be hurt by men, and if I ate, I wouldn't be attractive. If I wasn't attractive, I couldn't be hurt because I wasn't with a man in the first place. (Not true either, I was with my ex for 4 years, and I was at my heaviest when he dumped me because he was not attracted to me anymore at 350lbs.)

08-18-2013, 09:00 AM
I hit 330 by being greed and lazy. No excuses here

08-18-2013, 09:10 AM
I became addicted to fast food during my first pregnancy. I had horrible, awful all day nausea and vomiting the whole nine months. The only thing I could eat and keep down was greasy, fried foods. It was really horrible. I felt guilty eating it while pregnant but I literally could not keep anything down. I actually ended up weighing less after giving birth than when I started. And I was tiny when I got pregnant.

The problem was, I was now used to eating that crap and I was addicted. Then when the baby was up 500 times a night and I was exhausted, I turned to food to comfort me. Went on to get pregnant again and repeat it all over. Now the stress of a toddler and baby caused me to turn to food.

Now I'm 29 with a 3 and 5 year old and finally committed to fixing this. It makes me smile that I will be a healthy weight when I turn 30 next year, I'm sure my friends and family will throw me a party and I was dreading meing fat and unhappy at it.

I also felt so guilty about my kids growing up seeing their mom gorge on fast food, chips, chocolate etc on a regular basis. They are young enough now that they probably won't remember that. Instead they are learning healthy habits from me.

08-18-2013, 09:21 AM
Great thread!

For me, I was an emotional eater and a HUGE Mountain Dew addict. I gave up the Dew cold turkey 1 January and felt awful for a while but now feel great and no longer crave it. I think this is one of the biggest changes I made that led me to starting losing weight.

My emotional eating issue has been a lot harder to conquer. I'd get depressed, eat, gain, get more depressed, eat more, gain more.....and on and on and on.

I have started drinking a large glass of water and heading straight out the door to walk fast or run when I want to emotionally eat. It has been working well for me.

I have done so well since January of this year. I'm hoping that means I'm going to continue on my healthier path and just continue to get better!

08-18-2013, 12:12 PM
I like fatty carby food. bakery items - cannot eat just one serving I will compusively eat it until it is gone

That is me, especially pizza.

That feeling hasn't gone away either - I still fight daily with it.

08-18-2013, 02:03 PM
What a great thread - I don't feel so alone now!!

Vex - This is how I feel too - everyday I have to fight because I know if I cave I will not stop -"and when she was good she was very very good, and when she was bad she was horrid"

Six years ago I lost 133 lbs, and kept it off for 2 years. However, I have always been an emotional eater, turning to food to avoid any form of confrontation. I went through a couple of emotionally taxing years, and old habits came flooding back. I also quit smoking the end of January this year, and found myself eating out of boredom.

I finally said enough when I had regained 70 lbs, and have decided that if I feel the need for food, I will try and ask myself why before I touch anything - if it is someone I am upset with, I am learning to walk away, or cut them out of my life.

I am trying to take responsibility only for what I can do and have control over, and I am feeling more positive than I have in a long while


08-18-2013, 07:38 PM
I was always a chubby kid, but my parents managed to keep me in the high healthy range for most of school. In middle school, I was a latch key kid for a couple of years and started sneaking snacks. I got FAT. Then in high school, I started to work out and count calories. I went from being the one of the fattest kids in my 8th grade class to running varsity track by 10th grade.

When I was in high school, we lived overseas as my father was in the Army. I walked everywhere, or rode my bike, or ran. There weren't a lot of restaurant options, so I didn't have much fast food exposure at that age.

After I graduated, we moved back to the States. We lived in a non-walkable area, so I went from walking 1-5 miles daily to not walking at all. Nor did I have easy access to a place to run. Joining a gym didn't occur to me, and I'm not sure why not. The decreased activity was OK and I still maintained for a while by decreasing my caloric intake.

Then I found a new boyfriend, who LOVED to eat out. So we did. In the early 2000s, nutrition information for restaurant food was not easy to come by. I did my best, trying to estimate calorie counts based on things I did know. But restaurant food has so much added fat, salt and sugar that it can easily have twice as many calories as a homemade counterpart. And restaurant portions are enormous, and I love to eat. So before I knew it, I'd piled on 10, 30, 50, 100 pounds.

This sank me into a deep depression. I stopped caring at all for my personal appearance or any semblance of femininity because I felt like no matter what I did I was just going to be a fat disgusting slob. I went from being a cute teenager who wore miniskirts and high heels and kept up on fashion to being a slovenly 23 year old who lived in blue jeans and sarcastic T-Shirts from Hot Topic (always 2 sizes too big to help hide myself).

My parents and my brother noticed. They tried their best to do interventions for me. I cried and screamed and didn't want to hear it. My mother tried to help me gently when I was 15 pounds overweight, and less gently when I was 60 pounds overweight. By the time I got to 85 pounds, it had become a taboo subject in our household.

The then-boyfriend was also a manipulative emotional abuser, though he was so gentle and subtle that I didn't realize it at the time. When my parents tried to talk to me about my depression and weight, he told me that if they really loved me as much as he did then they would accept me as I was. When I wanted to watch what I ate, or even tried to put on makeup, he accused me of being vain and commented that I had become snobby. He kept me from dressing cutely by constantly remarking that girls are so much cuter in jeans and tshirts and he didn't like women who seemed like they paid too much attention to their appearance. I thought he being loving and accepting me as I was. I know now that he was keeping me feeling worthless so that I wouldn't find a better boyfriend.

Fast forward another 5 years. I finished school and work a job now that I'm proud of. I've mended fences with my parents and my mother has gone from being my enemy to my best friend. I wear dresses and makeup again. And I have a loving boyfriend who loves me as I am, but who also celebrates every pound I lose with me. He is in this weight loss game with me, and although he loses so much more easily than I do he supports me the whole way without making me feel like I have to lose for him.

Tuscany, like you I often work more than 14 hours in a day. My Crock Pot is now my best friend, so I never have an excuse not to eat at home.

Vex, I love pizza too! And I have at least 8 pizza shops within a mile of my house! Arrggh! We can polish off a whole 12-cut pizza in a sitting between the two of us.

08-18-2013, 08:18 PM
Its amazing to see such common threads in everyone's stories.

Also a kid who was heavy, although in hind sight when I look at photos I did actually slim out around middle school, but once I became a teenager I started my long battle with depression and that resulted in eating too much. My Mum is obese, so in our house food was always used as a reward system, and from the ages of 10+ my parents either managed a youth hostel (with a shop as part of it) or a cafe. So junk food was easy access for me.

I met my now husband when I was 17, I was heavy but not yet obese at that stage. After we moved in together it was good at first, but I worked in a hotel as a bartender and the hotel provided us with dinner and snacks, so our lunch room always had lots of pastries and I would take then home at the end of my shift (we didn't have a lot of money so it seemed ideal). Fast forward a few years, depression combined with just poor choices meant I hit the 100kg (220lb) mark around the age of 19.

We decided about then to go to school, again little money it was actually cheaper to eat food that was nutritionally bad, especially as neither of us really knew how to cook. It got worse when my husband finished school and got a job, more money just meant more takeaways and soda, because that was now our routine.

At the end of grad school I was so heavy I don't know what I weighed because the scales gave me an error :( I hadn't seen how heavy I had gotten until I saw a pic and was horrified. We'd been together 10 years, were starting to talk about having kids and I knew that I needed to lose weight before babies.

So kids were my catalyst first time around, I got down to just under 200lb, had my first child and ballooned. After my second child my Mum had a heart attack and that was the catalyst for my second weight loss. I was a Mum now and I needed to be there for my kids, so I went from around to 265lb to where I am now, a Mummy-tummy-battler doing it! Its slow, I go up and down (sometimes feels like more up), but I will get there.

08-18-2013, 08:48 PM
For me, it was a lot of emotional work. Realizing I'd been spoiled and indulged most of my life by parents, loved ones, and especially myself. Once I decided to put on some big girl panties and stop eating like a starving frat boy, things changed ;)

I'd fooled myself for a LOT of years thinking I was "addicted" to certain foods. I was -- to the taste, the habit, the taste lol I was a spoiled brat who loved the taste of crap and I gave into it daily!

Favourite lunch on weekends -- McD's Quarter Pounder /w Cheese, Fries, and DIET coke of course ha ha then over to DQ for a medium sized Blizzard with Reeses Peanut Butter Cups. I shudder to think of the money and calories I wasted

I'd tried a million times to banish food - as in, I'm NEVER eating chocolate again! I'm NEVER eating chips again!! ha ha but damnit as if they still EXISTED in the world lol I figured it was easier for ME to learn how to deal with them then make 6 billion OTHER people go without them ha ha

The big changes I've made are no more fast food breakfasts (McDs coffee & low fat muffin EVERY DAY for years wow), instead I have a few big spoons of cottage cheese (half the time standing up at the fridge cuz I'm late ha ha) and then some fruit at my desk, and a coffee.

Fast Food is still a part of life, it's unrealistic to think I'm never going to eat it again. But instead of what I used to eat, I get a small kids burger. No fries. Wolf it down if I'm starving and eat some soup or something later at home.

I plan a lot more now. Make some things ahead and freeze for when the day is killing me and I can't take another step LOL

I say, find what works for you, find what you can LIVE WITH FOREVER, and you're good to go ;)

08-18-2013, 10:06 PM
I have never been a normal weight. I was born heavy and I've been considered to be heavy, then overweight, then obese, my entire life. Now, when I look back at pictures of myself when I was very young, I can see that I really wasn't overweight, I was just a big kid with a big frame. Regardless, I've never fit into "normal" size clothing.

Here's a picture of me at 6 years old, the very day my mother, within my hearing, was told that I was a butterball and that she'd better put me on a diet.


Those kinds of comments, of which I was fairly constantly on the receiving end, eventually became a self-fulfilling prophecy, to the point that at age 48, I stepped on a scale and saw the number 302.

For me, over eating was self medication. I come from a family where food is love. Feel good? Here, have a treat. Feel bad, here, let me make you your favorite food. Feel really bad, here let's both sit down and have a nice binge. Eating mass amounts of food comforted me when I was angry, hurt, anxious, sad and then it just became a habit. I ate huge amounts of food to mask emotional pain. I ate huge amounts of food because when I didn't, I got anxious, felt deprived and vulnerable. Eating was my shelter and my safety and something I could always count on to make me feel better.

Until it didn't.

When it didn't make me feel better anymore, when eating actually made me feel physically and emotionally terrible, I just kept eating. It got worse after my mother died of all the complications of her own struggles with obesity. I ate more and more and more and more. I was committing suicide by food.

The hardest part of this weight loss effort of mine has been dealing with all the negative emotions I used to stuff. I've had to face those emotions and my anxiety disorder head on. I've had to learn other ways to cope rather than falling face first into mass amounts of unhealthy food. I've had to try to forgive myself for all the damage I've done to my body, much of it irreparable.

This has been one of the hardest things I've ever done and I still have quite a long way to go. I've fallen down in this effort more times than I can count. I've faced emotional storms, big life changes and physical constraints.

But it's been worth it.

I now have confidence that I will eventually make my goal. It will take time but I will get there.

I will get there.

08-19-2013, 11:13 PM
Here's a picture of me at 6 years old, the very day my mother, within my hearing, was told that I was a butterball and that she'd better put me on a diet.

So sad, Garnet! You look like a perfectly beautiful, normal little girl in that picture.

My trigger is sugar. Once I get started, I just don't want to stop. I won't say I "can't" stop, because obviously I am physically able, but it is so difficult that I'm learning that I just need to not eat sugary things. If I buy a package of cookies, I will eat and eat until they are gone. Same thing with cake or ice cream or (as I recently learned), breakfast cereal. I will eat it until my stomach hurts from being so full.

So I am cutting it out. I have 1 tsp in my morning tea as a treat and that is IT. No cookies, no candy, no cake at my uncle's birthday party. I haven't had anything other than morning sugar for about a month, except for the other day when I ate candy out of the boss' candy dish without thinking.

I have also stopped eating bread at breakfast--in fact, I'm not eating breakfast at all any more. I know that goes contrary to popular belief, but it works for me. If I don't eat in the morning, I'm fine until lunch. But if I eat in the morning, then all I want to do is eat, eat, eat all morning.

So those are the two things I'm doing right now. Eventually, I will need to start counting calories again but for now, this is working for me.