What Motivates You?

When I was a kid, I was "solid." I was also very active.  I grew up in the time of playing outside until the street lights came on.  We chased, we skated, we rode bikes, we played stick ball.  You name any one of the grand old games and I played them.  I got skinned knees, walked in a cloud of dirt and had an absolute ball.

When I turned 12 however, despite my activity, my love for food increased.  Food can be a wonderful friend you know.

Needless to say, I developed a weight problem over the years.  And like most people I have done many crazy diets.  I even had a doctor prescribe me diet pills once.  I don't remember them making me all hyper, and I don't remember my appetite being suppressed.  I think I lost 10 pounds.

In 1991 my mother returned to Weight Watchers to lose weight for her high school reunion and when she got smaller than me, I was motivated to lose the weight.  And I did.  I lost 50 pounds.  I ended up wearing a size SIX.  I was skinny for the first time in my life.  But I was too skinny.  I didn't see it that way.  I finally saw a thin person.  I could look in the mirror and not be completely disgusted with myself. 

Fast forward to 2003.  We were living in VA and I guess I thought I needed some insulation because slowly ever slowly I started putting on the pounds.  And I ended up back where I started.  Then I got pregnant with baby number three, and got huger than I ever thought possible.  Lucky for me I had a big boy!  And I lost half of it the day he was born.

However, buy 2009 I had gained most of it back and then some.  I was the biggest I had ever been.  And my motivation was beyond my vanity.  It was my doctor being very blunt with me.  She was telling me she did not want to treat for me diabetes in three months which is where I was headed.  Her scare tactics worked because I got myself in gear and started to lose the weight.  How?  I went back to Weight Watchers.

I was so excited!  I had lost 35 pounds at this point and had just 7 more to go.  And then Christmas of last year happened and I gained 7 pounds.  And then over the next 10 months I gained another 7.  So now I must lose 14 pounds!  It's such a horrible battle.  Food is so good.  Especially this time of this year.  I am looking for motivation, and I came across this on pinterest....

This is supposed to motivate me.  It makes me ill.  This woman has no shape.  You can see her bones. I do not wish to look like this at all.  I want curves.  Real ones.  Do you know why all those actresses get implants?  It's because they have NO FAT.  None.  You can't have boobs without fat.  We need some fat.  Fat is not evil.  What ever happened to real curves?

 What is your opinion?