Two things finally pushed me over the edge...
Family trip to Costa Rica (husband's family) and we wanted to go scuba diving. They didn't have a wet-suit big enough for me to train in. I was mortified and ended up not going on the dive b/c I was afraid I'd get out there and wet-suit the trainer was going to get for me wouldn't fit, either. I've ALWAYS wanted to scuba dive and I couldn't.
When I got home, my bad knee (old track injury, I've torn cartilage 4x and had surgery once) was stiff and painful. Went to the ortho surgeon who said the 3 magic words: TOTAL KNEE REPLACEMENT. I was 36 years old at the time, and he gave me 5 years.
So a mixture of humiliation and anger that I couldn't do something I've always wanted to do, and then the threat of a super serious operation a good 20 years before the majority of people go through it. I started WW two days after my doctor's appointment.
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