What was your trigger?

The evening before my maternity leave ended I tried on my work clothes to select a few outfits for the week... The tops fit fine, but my pants DIDN'T fit,not even my maternity work pants fit. When I went shopping, I took several pairs in with me and only the size 20 fit. I bought them and cried the whole way home. That was my trigger. I haven't wore that size in 10 years and when I lost weight before I swore to myself I never never see a 20 on my behind again. Oh well... everyday that passes is one day closer to being out of them again.
 
ill be honest,pure and simple ...girls is my trigger to lose weiight ,for myself a little but because im so vain thats what it is;P
also for appreciation from others,also i like looking a certain way with types of clothes that wont fit me yet,i will now buy medium clothes and when im tempted by something food wise i will think about the fitting into the top or jacket,i also want to look like i did when i was 18 but thinner,im doing pretty good,im setting the oven for june 2010 then i should be done in the oven,lol
 
Have always always been BIG..seen my umpteens of BIG size fotos..hated them and myself..but never got motivated enuff to lose!

I almost became an embarrasment to my family and frenz or so I thot I dunno...

Weighed 125kgs 5-3" ht..gawd dats too much weight I tell you! Cried and cried..wanted to do something but failed miserably hundreds of time!

so last yr in dec..I went to dis christmas carnival where i was hiding from all my old frenz hoping they dont see me and tag me as a loser!! Felt horrible horrible...To add fuel to da fire on new yrz eve my husband said " I dont even feel like taking you out in public"!! and we stayed at home...dat was it!!!

Next day 1st Jan 2009...I started my journey...and am proud to announce I have lost a lot since then..more than 40kilos ..Now I weigh 84kgs...and every1 is complimenting me a lot so dis is motivating me to lose further.

1 more yr..fingers r crossed!

I learnt something...in life we alwayz get what we really want!! I failed many times..but I guess now I want this badly..hence am getting it:) as sum1 said just increase da intensity of ur wants!
 
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My family goes on vacation every 6 months... Everytime we get on the plane the seatbelt was a little tighter and tighter and finally on the last trip we went to the belt didn't fit. I had to really suck in and take some pain before the plane took off and I can unbuckle again. I knew I had to loose weight before the next vacation or I wouldn't be able to go! I also missed out on a lot of activities because I was worried how horrible fat I must appear to everyone as NO ONE else in my entire family is out of shape. Next vacation is Christmas and I plan to be 30 pounds lighter than the last time I was on the plane. I still have a TON more weight to loose but it's a start. Already down 10.
 
I've been overweight my entire life and am starting my weight loss journey. After reading many posts in this thread, it's obvious that many people were frustrated at not being able to do what they wanted due to their weight. I think my weight has affected my social, college/uni life immensely and i get so frustrated that my weight is holding me back from doing things and meeting people. My main trigger at the moment is thinking how i'll feel on my 21st birthday at the weight i am now. I've always been the girl who sits in the darker corner sitting amongst the cushions, not dancing, not socialising and i'm fed up with how my weight is holding me back. This year, I've decided to get my life back and feel great and get fit before my 21st. I would like to feel happy about how i look for the first time in my life.
 
For those people who have lost weight or have started to make serious changes in their lives, what was the trigger that made you do it?

You may have known for ages that you could use a bit of a shape up, and you might have made various half-assed attempts previously to lose the weight... but in the end what was it that really spurred you into action?


Every so often I would see a photo that made me cringe or not like what I was seeing in the mirror, but for me the trigger was one day when I was going jeans shopping. I thought my favourite pair of jeans were flattering but they were getting worn out so I had to go look for some more. What I found was that NO pair I tried on looked good to me. I soon realised it wasn't the jeans I had a problem with - it was my body. I then made the decision not to go jean shopping again until I had toned up. And that's when I started a healthy food and exercise plan. I lost the extra weight, I've now kept it off for 9 months so far and I'm feeling great.

When I joined WeightWatchers a couple of years ago, I knew I was fat. The fact that my mum paid my membership, plus the weekly weigh-ins, motivated me. I'd been wanting to do something about my weight for a long time, so when my mum suggested WW since she was going to join too, I figured it was the perfect opportunity. :)
At one point, I'd lost a total of 26lb. :D (Unfortunately, I've put most of them back on since going to uni, but meh, that's why I'm here now.)

Now? I've been looking at my pictures on Facebook, and think I look awful in every single one of them. Plus I've put on weight since coming to uni, and now can't quite fit into the dress I wore to my uncle's wedding, which was only last August! :O
Then there's also the fact that my friends at uni are mostly guys. The group I mainly hang out with, are all at least 6ft tall, and so I want to be able to keep up with them when we go out!
 
for me it was that i got to the point that every time i would sit in my truck, my man boobs would sit on my gut. that was the trigger for me. the thought still send shivers down my spine. it just disgusted me and i knew it was time.
 
I was 17 and 320lbs. At a schoolparty I overheard some chick saying I was the ugliest human being she'd ever seen.

I started on my journey to a new body, mind and life the very next day.

I guess it started out with a kind of "I'll show all of these bastards" mentality, but it has now shifted to taking pride in myself and knowing I can achieve whatever I want, and I do.
 
It all started when I got into a relationship with someone. She had a very nice body and I felt embarrassed, which turned out to be EXTREMELY motivating. Not to mention the fact that I told her I had been thin previously but had recently put on weight... hehe. In any case, I lost about 30 pounds. I should really put up a thread, but I don't feel like I'm where I want to be; I feel fine day-to-day, but I still want abs... :)
 
I had a lot of reasons to lose weight which shall be listed at the bottom of this post. I just kept using the excuse that I can't be picky with food because I'm a busy college student. I can't cook food for myself. I need something to fill my stomach in the next 5 minutes. Something that I can eat in the next 5 minutes.

My biggest trigger was then we got a good house helper. She can cook well and can come up with something that's not red meat.

Triggers:

1. Good house help. Bless her.
2. I'm the fattest out of all my friends.
3. I was teased throughout the whole summer.
4. I need to become proportional to my height so I can kick ass in judo.
5. My cousin is continuously losing weight. Why can't I?
6. Another thing.
7. I have extra days to exercise.
8. I'm sick of seeing myself not fit into pretty clothes.
9. Tired of looking at my school uniforms and see that they're wide.
10. Bikini next summer.

Eventually, you just run out of excuses.
 
Losing my mum last year made me realize that I need to keep healthy to not put my family through what I went through until I am much older.
Also in 12 years time my husband will retire from work and I want us to be fit and active and be able to do a lot of the things that we have planned together and not just be sat on the sofa getting fatter and unhealthier.
It seemed to me that I had reached the stage of now or never and I had to do something about it. I already feel as if I have gained 10 years.
 
My wife left me for no reason at all and almost immediately started dating a guy that looked like a skinny version of me physically.
 
Walking down the mall seeing someone HUGE and just
thinking in my head, WOW I can't believe anybody would
let themselves get that way, and realzing wait.. thats me.
It was my reflection in a glass side, or something.
talk about wake-up call or what.
 
I was in a bad place, full of self loathing. Oddly enough, one day I just said NO MORE JUNK, and it stuck.
 
Ive always been a bit overweight, but only around 215-220 (Im 6'4'). I broke my leg and had a really bad sprain over the course of a year(hockey injury/volleyball injury) and just sat around all day playing video games and eating junk food. What shocked me into changing was stepping on the scale one day and seeing 249.
 
My trigger was when my daughter found a picture of me taken about 12 years ago. I was wearing a teeny little leather bikini top, skin tight jeans, and sitting on a Harley. Her reaction is what started the ball rolling for me. It's like she never knew her mom was ever this hot looking biker chick. She'd only ever known me to be fat like all the other women in my family. I REALLY want to be that hot looking biker chick again.

A few days after that just by chance we installed our first full length mirror in our house - directly across the bathroom from the shower door. We'd only ever had smaller mirrors to show head and maybe shoulders up until then. Getting out of the shower that first morning after the mirror was up I caught sight of my body as I dried off and I thought YIKES! THAT IS DISGUSTING!!! Who would ever want to touch that??? I don't know how my husband could stand to sleep with me all these years!

I decided then it was past time for a change. I used to turn heads but had become invisible as I put on more weight over the years. It would be really nice to turn a few heads again, even if it is just my husbands.
 
My trigger was when I was unfortunately put on Hypertension and Cholesterol medication. Although those are both in my Genes along with Diabetes I obviously needed to make life changes.
 
I stepped on the scale and the number it spat back at me was 253. It wasn't this first time I'd seen 250+ but other times I'd been able to make excuses such as I had jeans on and my keys/phone/wallet in my pocket or I had a sweater on. The last time it was just after Thanksgiving and I'd been drinking (actually a rarity for me) but my brain didn't make excuses for me fast enough.
My father died at 67 and his weight didn't help much. After that my younger sister dropped 100lbs+ in 12 months so I knew the change had to come.
 
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