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Originally Posted by mollymom
SO, What got YOU started, and what keeps you going?
Hmmm... What got me started?
A few things, a build up of more then 20 years of suffering. To name a few:
- I had an incredibly sedentary, unproductive life.
-Not living up to my full potential.
-My knees ached and ached and were getting worse year by year.
-I was terrified, simply terrified of all the harm I was doing to myself by having the added poundage. I knew that it was only a matter of time before it caught up with me. I always had a sense of impending doom. I knew it was when, not if, some totally unavoidable disaster would strike - heart disease, diabetes, certain cancers, stroke. I was also terrified and anxiety ridden about non-death issues - falling down, breaking a bone and not being able to get proper care.
-I was terrified that I wouldn't be around to get my daughters married and see my as of yet unborn grandchildren. There was no way on earth I could get through all the work entailed to make a wedding and then the actual event itself.
-Clothing situation was horrible, just horrible.
-social situations, school functions - all brought on more misery
-even every day stuff like shopping and doing my basic errands were very difficult
-Just basically sitting on the sidelines and not being a full participant in life.
And then one day I woke up out of the fog. And realized that if I didn't *want* to be fat, that I most certainly did not HAVE to be. That it was totally and completely in MY hands. My choice. My doing. MY control. I held the key the whole time. Who knew? I was the one who got me into the mess and and sure as anything, I would be the one to get me out of it.
What keeps me going?
I'm never going back. Never. Ever. Ever. My life is wonderful now. Wonderful. Even the tough stuff is easier to take now that I am a healthy weight and the huge EXTRA, totally UNNECESSARY burden of being overweight is gone.
I have a life filled with much more joy and waaaay less misery.
Some things that keep me going, though there are hundreds, literally hundreds of reasons why I will never, ever go back. Why I keep fighting the fight. Just a few:
-Perfect medical results from the doctor. PERFECT. All of my health worries have totally ceased. Are there any guarantees in life? Nope. But at least I know that I have done all that I can to prevent some pretty nasty diseases.
-Having tons and tons of energy. Man it makes doing things soooo much easier. And enjoyable.
-Clothing. Clothing. Clothing. What used to be pure HE%L, is now a huge joy to me.
-I have rediscovered my femininity. It's GREAT to be female.
-I am a social butterfly. I used to dread social situations. Now I can't get enough of them.
-The summer - another thing I used to dread and now I LOVE it and am sad to see it going.
-Swimming
-Being able to get around with ease.
-My children & family. I cheated them out of a happy, productive mom & wife for years. They deserved better, as did I, and now they're getting it. They are SOOO proud of me.
For the record, not to sound too cocky or anything, so please forgive me if this comes out wrong - when I finally made the *decision* to lose the weight, I will tell you, it wouldn't have mattered if I had to lose 100, 165 or 265 lbs - I was just THAT determined. There was no stopping me. I tell you this not to boast or anything, just so that you can know that losing weight and any amount is DOABLE and that you too CAN ABSOLUTELY do to this. And you should. And I promise you this, you won't regret it - not for a teeny, tiny second. I wish you all the best. Robin.