I was wondering about other people's "straw moment". By this I mean the moment the straw broke the camel's back and you decided "that's it, I'm getting fit." Not just the, "I must do it soon" part. A lot of people try but it's a complete change of lifestyle, not just a phase or fad - like giving up smoking. This is the moment you snapped and took charge. For me, it wasn't the panting when I got to the top of the stairs, although you'd think it was a sign but I chose to ignore it. It wasn't the fact I looked down and saw my gut and not what is below it. One day it dawned on me that my habits would transfer to my then unborn child. I didn't/don't want him/her to be a lard arse at school like I was. I want to be able to play football at the park and do things with my children and so I'd not have to "just about" squeeze through the turnstyles at a football ground like I did not so long ago. For all that and all the sweat and tears since, it was a stark and worthwhile realisation. My life expectancy has already improved and I'll be around longer for my children. Does anyone have a story of the moment they decided to make the change?