I’d love to learn how others get motivation for their weight loss journeys. My doctor has given me blood tests. He informed me that if I don’t lose 30 pounds and lower my levels (blood pressure, glucose, and cholesterol), I’ll have a heart attack. That was all for me.
My child wondered why I couldn’t play with them like their friend’s father could.
My son is just two, but my motivations are similar. My mother could never play with me the way I saw other children play with theirs. My mother loved/loves me, yet it made me very unhappy. I realised some months ago that my kid would attempt to pull me to play on the floor with him, but I was hesitant because my size made sitting on the floor uncomfortable, combined with my chronic back/joint discomfort, and I knew getting up would be tough as well.
I’ve been at it for about 12 weeks now, and I immediately notice a tremendous improvement in my abilities to play with him, which makes it all worth waking up at 4:30 to workout and calculating every calorie.
My major motive is to stay healthy and look beautiful, but this one has been on my mind a lot. My wife delivers delivery in weeks, therefore this was always on my mind.
I am big and powerful, and I have spent time with my friends and their children. One of my buddies was obese and couldn’t run around much or pick up his kids. His child wanted to try the sliding zipline. His child was too little to grip onto it, let alone reach it. So my friend picked up his daughter and placed her on it. She wanted to go back and forth, and after about 5 seconds, he was gassed. He got winded after putting her down.
I wanted to boost my confidence by really carrying out what I stated I would do, especially after years of failing to do so.
I was at my heaviest weight yet, looked and felt like hell, my back and knees suffered, and I was turning 50. It was now or never. 72 pounds down, 24 to go.
Almost 40. I witnessed my two parents’ very different lives. One who is busy, pleasant, and travels throughout the world. One chair-bound hoarder trapped within four walls. Guess which one did not take care of themself. It’s time to take responsibility for my health before it’s too late.
Well, two things influenced me. The first occurred while I was playing a wrestling video game in which you may construct your own character. I designed my guy 6’4" and buff, and simply looking at him made me sad because I knew I could get there. So, I decided to dress like my character (without the height and hair, of course, LOL).
The second factor that motivated me was realising how much a panda weighs. I discovered I was larger than a panda, specifically Po from Kung Fu Panda, and that wasn’t a good feeling.
I look terrible, have social anxiety, low self-esteem, have been unmarried for a long time, have little energy, find it difficult to pursue interests, and am depressed since life is in a standstill. Both of my parents died in front of me, mostly due to obesity.
I feel my age, late 30s. And generally getting tired of having to buy larger size clothing. I’m getting married in 18 months, and I don’t want to look back at photos and regret not being healthier and looking my best!