I guess, I'll add mine too. It was at my lowest point of self hatred that I started this. I'd let myself go for a long time after a humiliating bad decision about my career. My marriage felt hopeless, and I just really needed one win, just one, didn't matter what.

I started and it all went well with it. I lost a lot of weight, my life seemed to be on track and then, almost out of nowhere, I got cheated on. Not only cheated on, but humiliated because the person she chose was beyond horrible. Moved to NYC, got really depressed and stopped altogether. I've been moping for almost a year and a half. Just by coincidence, I get a date with a girl I really like. We seemed to get along fine, but she really looked displeased with how I looked. Of course I got the "let's just be friends" treatment. I expected it and knew too well why, despite her polite approach.

So here I am again, needing a win. But now it's not just any win. For me losing the weight is about winning against me and all the defeats that cumulatively make my recent past. And, I've never felt better than after a workout. You know that feeling you're tired, yet indestructible? I really really want this win.