Good question. For me, I don't have a dramatic answer...I didn't have one of those moments where I had to ask for a seat-belt extender on an airplane (or had to buy an extra seat, thankfully - although it was a tight fit when I flew, I'll say that), or someone had said something disparaging about my size, or I was even all that sick and tired of being overweight.
I really wasn't unhappy. Several years beforehand, I'd come to the conclusion that I would always be overweight, and I accepted it. After that, I ate whatever I wanted without guilt. And if you're wondering, yes, that is pretty awesome - after being on a perpetual diet for pretty much all of my adult life, it was quite liberating to not only eat the cake, but enjoy it without any mental berating.
Yes, my clothes were getting tighter - I was busting out of my size 22/24 pants from Lane Bryant and after that, I'd have to order my clothes online because they didn't carry any higher sizes in their stores at the time.
Yes, my sedentary lifestyle became even more sedentary - I looked at taking a walk as something akin to torture. I sat for my job, I watched a lot of TV, I read a lot of books and I was online a lot. I had no desire to exercise, and I was OK with that.
Yes, I had constant heartburn and high blood pressure, but hey - that's what pills were for, right?
Yes, I wanted to shop in the same section of the store for clothes as my best friend, but shoes and purses always fit, so there was that.
I know, I'm not making a good case for losing weight. My old lifestyle sounds pretty doable, right? My weight didn't stop me from doing things because quite honestly, I didn't want to do more. I was fine with where I was. I liked ordering whatever high-calorie drink I wanted from Starbucks. I was OK with shopping at Lane Bryant for my clothes. I learned to tune out the ick when I saw myself in a mirror and focus on the good.
But with the advent of our youngest child's high school graduation approaching, and the life I'd known for over twenty years (mother to children living at home) finally changing for good (hello empty nest), something in me decided to give this whole weight-loss thing one last try.
Maybe focusing on myself helped me focus less on the fact that my baby(!) would be moving out to attend a university that was over a three-hour drive away.
Maybe I was in the right mindset to do what needed to be done in order to lose weight without fighting it or feeling sorry for myself.
Maybe I might be able to shop for regular-sized clothes for a change.
Maybe, just maybe, it would work.
And it did.
One year into the diet, 80 pounds lost.
AIM: Adventures in Maintenance is Lynn, Lori, Debby, Shelley, and Cammy, former weight-loss bloggers who now write about life in maintenance. We formed AIM to work together to turn up the volume on the issues facing people in weight maintenance. We publish a post on the same topic on the first Monday of each month. Let us know if there is a topic you'd like us to address - here's the link to our Ask Us (almost) Anything form - click here and ask away!