well i have known for a little while i wasnt happy and needed to do something about it bt i coudnt get motivated!

i guess it finnaly hit home last month my hubby and i had gone to a tour of our favourite football team liverpools home ground it was a great day out and at the end we had some photos taken with some players, well i nearly cried when i saw it or have to show it to anyone ever. which is when i thoght omg this really isnt how i want to be anymore. that evening we alos went to my sister inlaws who had just got a wii fit i tried it out and decided to buy myself one!

three weeks in and 6 pounds lost i am almost at my first mini goal and although i cant really see much difference yet i certainly feel soo much better!

much love

mystic

nothing tastes as good as beng thin will feel

My lightbulb moment was being at my heaviest (209lbs) & feeling ugly in everything (full on clothes, naked, etc.) I had boots that no longer zipped on my calves, I was in a size 15/16 pants, and was MISERABLE. Id spent so long being pregnant, and taking care of my babies (04, 06, & 08) that I know it was TIME to take control of my body. Even though my husband was telling me I was beautiful, I no longer believed it, and that was a problem for me.

Even after only losing 30lbs. I feel more confidant, sexy, beautiful, HEALTHY, and ME!!

For me, being overweight is about wanting to be invisible. Wanting to hide from those who have treated me badly, from those who put me down. How does a person who weights 341 lbs hide from the world when they take up so much space? For me being fat was the ultimate way to hide. No one notices you when you're overweight and I liked it. But after months of soul seaching, and mentally healing, I could no longer let other people control my emotions. I joined a gym. 10 lbs down, still have a long way to go, but I'm emotionally in the game.

My lightbulb moment was when i went out with my grandchildren and couldn't keep up walking at all. I noticed i weighed 205 ibs and that's more than i have weighed in my whole life. I'm 53 years old i may add. I also take b/p meds and other important meds. Also my mirror says it all.

MissVitality - Thanks! I wasn't even sure if what I wrote made any sense to anybody but me. So far my epiphany has kept me going and I'm really glad. I hope it can see me through to the end.
I really can sometimes feel the negativity leaving me as I sweat it out and my body gets stronger.

I suppose the first big step for me was two July's ago. I was 280, and gaining fast. I was convinced I was going to end up weighing 400 lbs like my birth mother did at one point. Finally I couldn't take it anymore, and convinced my parents to help me get a Lap Band surgery.

The surgery dropped me down to 250, then I slowly went back up again. Seems a surgery that makes you feel full sooner doesn't help that much when you're already ignoring your full instincts. But everytime I inched towards 280, I panicked and started dieting. Sometimes I dropped back towards 250, sometimes I only made it to 270 before calling it quits.

This time, the first trigger wasn't weight at all, but money. I'm unemployed, and certainly can't afford to be eating junk food and at restaurants. I started writing down everything I ate and what it costs, and managed to tie myself down to a cheaper budget.

The second trigger was fitness. I found I was falling behind my social group, who had taken up athletic activities as a passtime. I just couldn't participate, because I'd be exhausted before we'd barely begun. That, coupled with nostalgia for the dancing I used to do in high school, convinced me that I wanted to get in shape.

So yeah, that's me.