ripped a pair of pants-check
cried in dressing room-check
someone asked if I was pregnant-check
someone told me I gained weight-check
I hated the way I looked-check
nothing fit in my closet-check
I was tired of being FAT-check
I wanted a new life-check
so I realized I better put down the fried chicken and get my butt out of bed and around the block.
and literally that is what I did. I walked around my neighborhood, it was so exhausting...I was waaaaay out of shape.
a few years later, I'm eating better and I'm in the best shape that I've been in a really long time.
I saw 190 on the scale. For some reason, in my head, up to that point, I thinking it was ok for some reason. I had officially gained 40 pounds at that point, and it clicked that it would just keep going up if I didn't stop it! Also I tried on clothes for the first time in a long long time, and I brought a couple sizes that I thought would be too big in, and to my utter horror, I could barely pull them up. Of course crying in the dressing room. I just refused to go into the plus size section, so I went to old navy and target. Both of those pairs of pants are long gone now though, never want to see them again either!!!
AND NO WAY, NOT GETTING SICK OF YOU. I did the daily questions for a while, and then I don't know what happened. Glad you resurrected it though, it's fun and it gives us a chance to get to know eachother better.
Hmm. I've always wanted to lose weight I think when I started it was because I was finally able to financially. Before we sold our house we had a bunch of debt and car payments. We were living on like hot dogs and ramens noodles and there definitely wasn't a budget for gym membership. Once we moved we payed everything off and there was finally money for healthy food and a gym membership.
Other things that greatly influenced it were my pants were getting tighter and tighter (20 is the biggest size my old navy carries!), we moved to the beach (eek!), and I know it's petty but a friend of ours got a super skinny ballerina girlfriend. Not to mention I was basically sick of myself.
Haha, thought the "sick of me yet?" was the QotD, and definitely NO!
My moment came when my "loose clothes" were a snug fit & when I saw 184 on the scale (I've hovered around the 160s for the most part) - not to mention all those newstories of overweight/obese folks suffering from all sorts of ailments.
I'd been thinking about weight loss for quite some time, but I guess what really prompted me to start dieting and exercising is this:
Every so often if I haven't eaten for a while, I'll get the shakes. Sometimes it gets worse, where I'll start feeling nauseous and on one occasion I even got violently ill. I researched my symptoms online and I kept on coming up with stuff on insulin resistance, which is also a symptom of prediabetes, which is often caused by being overweight. These sites were describing some really bad things that can happen to you if you keep on progressing, and I decided that that wasn't going to be me. I then found a site about the South Beach Diet, which is supposed to help counteract insulin resistance and that sort of thing, so I decided to give it a try.
Other than that, I'd also just grown sick and tired with the way I looked. I even have the makings of a double chin-- not there yet, but my neck used to be kind of slim (one of the best comments my bf ever gave me: that I could be a neck model ), and I certainly don't want it to get any worse!
My husband and I have been married since April. He has a high risk of heart disease in his family. When we first met he was very active and healthy but over the years the comfort of our relationship has lulled up both into becoming very unfit unhealthy individuals. I watch as he is so disappointed with the way he looks physically. I watch as he cannot control the things he eats. The last straw came for me when we found out he may have diabetes and that the spare tire around his waist (often called heart attack fat) could reduce his lifespan by one half. We are both 24 and I think we need a change. We have to do it together or it won't get done. My husband is my motivation for starting to diet again.
Sadly, it took my husband cheating on me (we're divorced now) to realize that I needed to lose weight. I just went into panic mode and thought I could solve our problems if I lost weight. I also got a dog because I was lonely, so walking her everyday got me moving.
Anyway, I ditched the husband and got healthy and feel so much better in every way!
These q's of the day or way cool
Ill get my BF to join in wen he starts posting on here regular like.
I've always tried losing weight, When I was young and ignorant I tried with those stupid fad diets, sometimes with me mum and tried not eating.
my mum and dad have in the past made certain 'mean' references to my weight and how much I ate, my dad would then after an hour tell me it was becoz he cared.
Now was the right time. Something just 'clicked' and I knew I could stick to a healthier lifestyle, lose weight and reduce the chance or creating diseases when Im older.
With the fad diets I was very upset and wanted to loss weight.
now its the way I eat, what I eat. I saw pics of my after my month long trip to tx, which didnt help as Im sure now I was eating at leasta days and a half worth of calories compared the the trip to tx I took in 2004.
Initially it was just to feel better about myself... I knew I wasn't terribly healthy, although I never felt *unhealthy*. I lost 20lbs, felt great, then got into a comfortable relationship... Got too comfortable... Gained all my weight back. Then I started having experiences like ncola -- shakiness, sickness, headaches, fatigue. Went to the doctor, found out I'm having blood sugar issues... possible precursor to diabetes. I have a strong family history of diabetes, so it kind of scared me. So now I'm back on to losing weight both for my health and my sanity.....
I was overweight as a child but kept gaining after I finished getting taller. Pretty much at any point in my life weight loss was on my mind but in the latter years of high school and beyond I've actually tried to do it more, based on some of the following:
-Mother diagnosed with diabetes
-Dad went in for emergency heart surgery
-Made friends who are the size I sort of feel like I am in my head, but are like 40-60 pounds less than me
-Proliferation of digital cameras and venues like Facebook make pictures taken alongside said friends all that much more annoying when they are unflattering
-Had swings, lecture hall seats, airplane seats be a bit tight or small
-Cousin in her early 20s who is at a normal weight diagnosed with diabetes (proving I don't have to wait until my mom's age to develop it)
-Knee started bothering me occasionally this summer
-Job interviews for what I want to do will involve people judging my fitness based on my size rather than what I am able to tell them
-One field class I had occasionally involved jogging and hills, and guess who held up the group....
Alone some of these have prompted stopping weight gain or losing a little, and several times losing a fair bit, but I'm hoping I can channel their collective motivating power into reaching a certain weight before I graduate college.
Although I lost 20 pounds last year, I gained it back over the summer. I was shocked on how quickly it came back and then some. I tried some pants that were considerably bigger but couldn't get them past my thighs. I was devasted but not as much as when I got my blood results back. They said I was border line high cholerstol. Never happened before! I realized that I needed support this time thus my reason for joining 3FC.
My ultimate goal is to loose the weight and keep it off!!
My health just took a toll on me, every time i sat down i had to deal with flabby areas and rolls. All my muscle seemed to turn to fat.
I went through a lot of stress moving away and gained weight due to school. I had a closet full of clothes that i could barely fit into. It seemed as though everyday i was wearing the same thing untill my jeans didn't fit me anymore and i HAD to buy a new pair. Then my shirts started not to fit so i always wore sweatshirts.
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