First off, I just want to say reading through many "last straws" I was brought to tears. We're all really in the same shoes, just different styles... if that metaphor makes any sense! My last straw was knowing that my daughter was soon turning 10. How fast 10 years had flown by! From the time she was born I've been trying to lose my baby weight plus a whole lot more! I went into shock. If I've gained 100 pounds in 10 years do I want to gain another 100 by the time she is graduating high school? No! I remembered how miserable my mom was when I graduated high school. Overweight and avoided every picture with me. I do NOT want that for my daughter. And then my son told me my belly, "looks like Santa's," this Christmas. Straw broken!