My son called me fatty - what was your turning point?
I have been struggling with my weight for 10 years now - I am 6' tall and have swung from 190 up to 240 (where I am now). When I was younger I was always 140-150 without even trying so I never really had to worry about what I ate. I have 2 kids and they pay attention to how much I weigh - not to be mean but just because they are young and they notice when my tummy is all "squishy." So, last week, my son (who is 6) said that I am a "fatty" - ouch! He is a very sweet boy who tells me all the time that I am beautiful, the best mom ever, etc, so there was no malice in his comment. But wow, what a slap in the head. I am in my late 30s and I feel like I'm squandering my prime time to be fit and healthy. So here I am. I lost a lot of weight several years ago using phentergan - this time I want to do it on my own. While I care about what my family thinks of me, I just really want to break out of this shell - I want to get in shape, learn martial arts, take ballet again (used to dance years ago) - basically be in command of my body instead of carrying this small but persistent feeling of shame at my size.
I'd love to know what it was that set others on this path. Thanks!
My father died at the age of 55 of heart desease this past January. I want to see my grandchildren grow up and meet my great grand children.
Every time we went on family vacation, I'd share pictures with friends. Last summer, after I did that, my friend 'automatically' assumed that I was expecting. Ha, not funny! I wasn't. That set me off a path of trying to lose my belly fat. I have three kids, but I no longer can blame it on post-partum baby fat, since at that time, my youngest was already 2.5 years old.
When everyone kept telling me that I am fat and that throughout all my life they have never seen me slim once. lol. well to be honest I don't remember. I just remember one day I started running tracks at the park and I felt that I had to start cutting down on unhealthy and junkfood. Then I lost like 5 pounds and felt very happy inside and till today I'm still eating healthy and being very active :)
I already had embarrasing stretch marks on my hips.. then one day.. two of them popped up on my stomach.. that did it.
Apart form my parents, everyone else in my family has either weight related diabetes or heart conditions linked to unhealthy diets. i am NOT following in their footsteps!!
Right in the middle of an intimate situation with my husband "lost the mood" ........ That was a changing moment for me for sure.
Also, I was having problems with my periods, the medication I was using wasn't working and the Gyno told me the extra weight was also a factor. I realized that I didn't want my weight to create health issues for me.
I went to visit my wife's family, specifically my brother in law. My wife has a little sister, who is around 4 (she was very later than the others!) My wife was playing with her and asked her to draw all the members of the family. Well when the four year old drew a picture of me, she drew me with a tail. I had a skinny body, and a large, round, rotund thing where my butt was supposed to be in the picture. That is funny, but was enough to let me know that I had let myself go. That was 16 pounds ago. Only 22 more to go to get rid of that tail!
I had a pulmonary embolism about 1.5 years ago due to my inactivity (as well as hormone use and family history). At that point, I logically knew I had to change but wasn't ready to commit. It took another six months to roll by before I got serious - the turning point, I was asked to write a grant using physical activity to help people quit smoking for work. That was the trigger for me - I thought 'I can't run a study that promotes physical activity to deal with cravings when I don't look or act the part'. Two months later I joined CC.
Hi there, and welcome to CC! I've found this site to be very motivational. Stay commited, and you can really change your life.
Your description sounds a lot like the reason why I started this, actually: getting command of my body and being able to enjoy doing things I used to do. It was a very active vacation that served as a slap in the face in my case. I realized I was so tired of experiencing life as it happened to me and decided it was time to start LIVING.
Best of luck and healthy wishes!
I have been overweight for about 4 years ( gaining 30lbs after losing 20 on South Beach). I have gotten to the point where I feel old and frumpy and I am embarrassed to be around people. This is more than losing weight. Its about taking care of myself.
The real kicker is when I went with my 17 year old DD (who is so cute) to eat and I was wondering on what to eat that was healthy, calories, ect. She turns to me and says "Mom, your almost 50 years old (I'm 47) what difference does it make?" Those is fightin' words I'll have you know! So I thought, yea, you'll see. So I want to change, I need to change, I CAN change. Excuse me while I go ride my bike!
ive been a big girl since i was 13yrs old when i had broken my ankle but the turning point for me was looking at a photo of me at Christmas (just gone) and feeling so embarrassed also when my little girl starts school i dont want her to be embarrassed to walk with me!
I came home for my dad's bday, weighed 219, my highest ever. At that my point, ALL my current clothes were getting very tight, one of my pairs of jeans actually didn't fit anymore, and I FELT fat for the first time. I'm short, so there aren't that many places for the fat to go, and its like if the last 5 lbs had all been in my face. I was disgusted. I knew I had to lose weight for like 2 years prior to that, but I never felt the motivation, or the actually NEED to lose weight.
I was always wishing I could be smaller, fit into smaller sizes. I would always try to make healthy eating choices but I never committed to anything. During my early teenage years 14-15-16, my mother tried to make me go to the gym. And I wanted to, but my irrational teenage brain told me to rebel and I stayed away.
The final cut was I realized that I had one year of highschool left, I'd never had a boyfriend, I was self concious and plus size prom dress shopping would be the WORST. I planned on going to college (which I am) and I wanted to change me and my life.
Of course the dozens of rude comments over the years helped too. (Emotional scarring, anyone?)
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