Getting out of breath just tying my shoes is what bothered me the most and led to my deciding to do something about it.
Avoiding stairs because my knees hurt. And my back ached constantly.
Knowing I'd had open heart surgery and was just killing myself.
Never feeling up to doing anything but plopping down and missing life.
Having a 40 hour work week feel like I'd run a marathon, and just being too tired for anything. Once I was closer to goal, I actually began taking night classes again. And STILL had energy to burn. If I weren't smaller now, there's no WAY I could keep up with a nearly 1 year old at my age.
Clothes! I HATED the clothing choices...the way they made shorts with elephant legs and tanks with armpits to my naval. They weren't designed by anyone that had any idea what being overweight was like.
Any amount of standing would get to me. I hated shopping for that reason. I just wanted to get it done and get home. And since I hated the clothes, I couldn't even get excited about clothes shopping. Hubby has a hard time pulling me away from stores now. And I can spend literally hours just trying on everything. LOL
I hated sitting on airplanes, in restaurant booths...any tight and confining spaces. Always felt like I had no elbow room, never comfortable.
People kept saying I was pretty but I didn't see it in the mirror. I didn't know what they were seeing. I didn't think I was ugly. But to me, pretty would have been a much smaller and healthier person. And I wasn't it.
Feeling shy and unsociable, thinking that people were avoiding me but it was frankly me avoiding eye contact and just talking to people. Now I'm more outgoing.