There are so very many motivations to lose weight, but honestly the one that's had the most energizing impact on me, helped me make the best changes, the deepest changes that have actually stuck—that's spite. Almost two months ago my new doctor looked me right in the eye, told me I wouldn't have the willpower to lose weight on my own, and suggested I get weight loss surgery, or at the very least intense therapy. He said it condescendingly and as if expecting me to leap at the chance to go under the knife.
That was all it took to jump-start my weight loss journey. My entire attitude towards food has changed (I loved food, and still do, but I went from constantly hungry to an actual reasonable eating pattern—like a switch was thrown and I no longer feel addicted to eating, somehow), I joined a gym (which amusingly faces the building my doctor is in, so I can glare at his window as I run), I started tracking my calories again for the first time in years. I've lost over 20lbs in almost two months and every time I start to feel tired or like I don't want to work out today, I just think of his stupid condescending tone and feel the fire in me again, and then I can't wait to go hit the weights or treadmill. Of course I've also started to fall in love with the exertion and fall back in love with my body along the way, but that fire still really helps, and fuels me.
How about you guys? Have any of you had a friend/family member/someone random make just one final comment that made you go "that's it, I'm getting in shape, to hell with this"?
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