What was your Wake Up Call?

you may hate clothes shopping now... as I did when I was at my heaviest and inbetween, ... wouldn't buy more than one piece of clothing every few months....

Now it's become kind of addicting... I wanna buy clothes every weekend... and it's dangerous lol... I need a whole new wardrobe!
 
I haven't bought any new clothes yet - but I can't WAIT! I want to be at my goal weight before I buy anything, that way I can buy clothes that fit perfectly to my perfect (hehe) body. It will be a great reward and motivation to stay a certain size.

I do go try clothes on every now and then - I went to Nordstroms the other day and it was great... I could have easy spent several thousand dollars on a new wardrobe :)
 
lol that's a great idea actually... I tried to hold off for a long time and I was about 15 lbs away from my goal weight when I started to buy a few things here and there.... sheesh... I really should have waited because I eneded up loosing 10lbs beyond my goal weight... and I have pants/ shorts in sizes 36, 35, 34, 33, 32, and 31. It's kind of funny. All of the stuff still looks good though as long as I have a good belt.

It's a great feeling trying on clothes and actually looking good in them... Actually ventured into stores I would never go into out of embarrasment of not being able to fit into anything there. I actually remember the first time it really hit me... I went into "The Gap" and I tried on a pair of 35 jeans and a Large Polo (hadn't bought a large since middle school). I was like :eek2: I never would have believed I would look good in clothes that small... Now I'm wearing mediums and usually about a 32 w... and now anytime I leave the house I feel like I need to buy some new clothes... ha... but I'm restraining myself for financial reasons.
 
I had been fat since I was about 8 years old, and I was tired of it...there was no real moment for me, but I got up one day and decided that I would try the method where you write down what you eat, but I ended up writing down my calorie intake as well without really meaning to. So here I am, almost a year later almost 60 pounds lighter (I would prolly be less but I recently graduated, and there were too many parties that I fell into their fatty trap lol)
 
Ya I really can't wait for when I start shedding weight pretty good.. And I WILL spend thousands on a wardrobe lol.. I've been tucking money away in a savings account for when I finally arrive at my goal. :p
 
When my favorite pair of jeans didn't fit for me anymore. That made to come and realize that my weight issues are real and is not a joke.
 
Wow a lot of inspiring stories on here, it's amazing! My wake up call was about 3 weeks ago. I am a singer/actor & dancer believe it or not. I am what they call in the Broadway world a triple-threat. That is my passion, and I have almost made it on Broadway - but they said I was to heavy, that I had the talent and drive but I didn't look the part.

Now if that wasn't enough, I was offered a recording contract with a well-known producer in New York to revive Rick James & Tina Maries duet years. I was almost signed until he asked for pictures, in which he said I was to heavy for the part.

Now I stand here a year later after all this has happened and I am realizing, slowly bur surely, I am 18 years old and can have the brightest future ahead of me - is a trip to McDonalds or that extra soda - or even that bag of chips worth 30 - 40 years of happiness, doing what I love? ABSOLUTELY NOT.

And I am doing something about it. I have been accepted into The American Musical & Dramatics Academy in Los Angeles, CA for Broadway Performance / Musical Theatre BFA [Bachelor of Fine Arts] - and you have to wear tights and jazz pants and tight tanktops to show your form for technique. Would I wear that stuff now? NO - but when I leave in February for my college education, I am guaranteeing myself that I will be 100% comfortable in my skin to show off whatever ability it is that I forehold.

I am so sick of being unhealthy, and having to adjust myself every time I step out of a car - pulling my pants up afraid some fat might be sticking out. Or always pulling my shirt down because I'm afraid my stomach is showing. I'm just all sick of it - and 3 1/2 weeks ago when I started..I finally woke up and said I am going to take control of my life - and here I stand as of 2 weeks ago 16.5 pounds lighter and my next weigh in this Thursday!

Thanks for reading my story & sharing all of yours as well,
Tommy
 
Seeing a photograph of me (the one I posted in the B/A forum). I was shocked how large I looked because I didn't feel that large. Probably because I wore only loose, baggy clothes. My first day exercising - I started with walking - I decided I could run. LOL I literally felt every inch of fat on my body shaking and at that point I KNEW I was going to succeed. I was so disgusted with myself.

I used to shop in plus size stores. The day I walked into a regular store and a pair of pants fit.... that was the biggest reward - I nearly cried.
 
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I think my wake up call is that I have PCOS and have come across women with this condition who are addressing it with diet and exersice. I realised that I am not dealing with it and I should be eating a lot more healthy, cutting out junk food and exercising more. I could develop diabetes and heart disease later in life if I dont deal with it now. I cant put it off any longer. I am going to be hitting 40 next year and I dont want to be where I am now when I am 60. Better to start getting into shape and eating right - NOW.
 
I had a few,
1: realising that my fathers side of the family all died before 60

2: the DR always haveing trouble takeing my blood preassure, couldnt find a pulse at all in my left wrist

3: the final one, i took my brothers shirt outta the laundry, we always use to share clothes as kids. and figured what the hey might as well try it on , its only a few sizes smaller then my smallist shirts, pulled it on and looked like shamu in a barbie doll shirt.
 
I have had two moments.

The 1st came when I put on 15 pounds in a month staying with a recovering family member. Shift in sleep, shift in diet (from 2 junk meals a day to 3 or 4 healthy meals), + screaming old lady = too much stress I guess.

The brakes came on. I lost the 15 but more importantly I recomposed my body so that it was a much better 175 than before. I was in better shape than my 10th year of soccer during my junior year of high school and even better shape than I was in during my time in the army.

I derailed during some tough college classes and spiraled for a year or two. Then I ended up back in a restaurant and hit over 200 pounds. When the fat-asses at work start messing with you about how fluffy you are it's time to assess (2nd moment there, btw)

Besides, I miss the extra confidence and the ensuing attention from the ladies.
 
A breaking point for me was going shopping for clothes with my friends and I couldnt even shop in the same section as them let alone the same store... since when does ed hardy and TNA make plus size clothing... So I had to go to Wal-mart where I then tried on a size 14 (which is what my size was at last time I went clothes shopping) and come to find they didnt fit, my friends ran to get me a 17 and still no, I walked out of wal-mart with size 18 pants... I sat in the changing room and cried. At that point I knew honestly something had to change... i tear up thinking about that day..
 
that ive missed a good 8 years off my life and that i dont want to miss the other 8 be it with friends, love, jobs etc.
 
I have to say reading everyone elses stories has made me feel so much better, I mean you see it on television, and you read about it, but real peoples stories just make it seem more real, and more like I can lose weight.
My moment was about two months ago, I know i've been putting on weight, but these last two years since i've started University I really put it on, about two stone. I live in a big city at home and I have always loved clothes, so when I came home and went shopping again, I found that i fit into pretty much nothing, I'm a size 18, I was a size fourteen two years ago, and I thought I was big then. I stood there looking at myself in the harsh store room lighting, in all the mirrors thinking i'll never wear a dress again, I was gutted.
I've also really liked someone in all of my classes for two years now, and we're friends, I'll doubt we'll ever be anything more, but I need to know for myself that it is my personality or something, and not because i'm fat that he doesn't like me.
My exact moment though was about three weeks ago. At the beginning of this summer I started working at a nightclub, which is alot of movement, lifting glasses to pour spirits in and such, and running around taking orders which i think is good exercise. Anyway on one of my nights off I'd gone to my friends house and we'd had alot to drink, the next morning I was very ill. It was an inbetween moment of being ill, I stood up to get some water and looked at myself in the mirror, and my arms looked a bit thinner, which was amazing, because i've been self conscience about my arms since I was thirteen (I'm twenty now) I've always worn cardigans and jumpers even in the summer. I felt really happy, the happiest most elated feeling I'd had in a long time, even though I felt so ill, and I thought if I could slim down just by doing my job, imagine how much I could lost if I tried. So I have been trying, and I'm so glad i've found this website because its so hard at times, but even just reading this thread has made me feel so much better.
 
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I've had several wake up calls; you can't gain 200 pounds of excess weight without having several over a period of time. That being said, this is my list:

I won't put up my wedding pictures around the house (or anywhere for that matter)
I have to buy plus size clothing online from the US (I'm in Canada)
I weigh more than my husband
It's hard to find shoes that fit my wide feet (yes, cute flats are hard to find!)
My daughter's photo album has about 100 pictures in it and I'm not in even one photo
I'm starting to get stretch marks on my forearms
My doctor told me I was borderline diabetic

My final wake up call has been the birth of my daughter 2 months ago. Luckily my daughter is a healthy baby and the pregnancy went fairly well, but I don't want her to have weight issues or pick up on my bad habits. I don't want her to know me as a big person or have her ask me in a couple years "Why are you so fat?" (you know kids say darnest things!) It'll be a long process so I need to start now for her sake; I can't keep putting it off or she'll end up being 12 and I'll still be overweight.

Thanks to everyone who posted - I read through them and it was inspirational. To be accountable puts things into perspective and listing off my own signals has been a motivator. Thanks to everyone.
 
My wake up call was when I could not keep up with my 3 year old daughter, I am a single mom, so she needs me more than anything.
 
This picture, i'm on the right.
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My cousins and I all used to be beautiful healthy sexy chicks.
Then we got men, had kids, and turned into that!
From left to right we are 21, 23, and 25.

I dont want to be fat anymore. I read other people in this thread saying that they didnt feel comfy in their clothes cause they were too tight. And passing up on going out and doing fun things, I do that to. I just didnt realize it till a few week ago.

I never go with my husband when he visits his work friends because i'm ASHAMED that my husband has a fat wife.

I've been making excuses for years but I've finally realized there is NO excuse.
I have no medical condition to make me gain weight, no medical condition that makes it hard for me to lose weight, no medical condition to keep me from exercising or eating better.
I have the money for a gym membership and the gym is litterly within walking distance from my house.

I've been given the gift of good health, a loving supportive husband, a healthy child, a nice place to live and a good car.

And for the past 3 years all i've done is sit around and feel sorry for myself because I cant get pregnant again, going to the gym is embarrassing, I'll never be able to stick with a diet or exercise so why even try, Everyone in my family gets fat when they get older so thats just how i'll be, all of my friends are fat so i'm just keeping up...

ENOUGH.

I am not going to waste this wonderful life any longer.
My daughter deserve a mother who is a good role model
My husband deserves a wife who isnt afraid or ashamed
I DESERVE to be happy, feel great, and wear beautiful clothes.
I can do it, I just didnt feel like doing it before. But now there is no other option.
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one other thing i'd lik to tag on:
I'm soooooo damn tired of pretending that being fat isnt a big deal, I am done making fat jokes about myself and letting my fat determine who I am.
 
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