OK, I remember vividly last year's Triathlon; my son's first and a chance for my husband, daughter & myself to volunteer for cancer victims. I can remember how completely out of place I felt, even with all the volunteers....the fattest person waddling amongst thousands of athletes. I had my camera & took shots of everyone being active & participating, while my body ached from all the effort. I felt so disconnected, so out of place. I hated that day, first time ever to admit it. I was so envious of all the regular people who took a huge leap and committed themselves to something way outside their comfort zone! I wanted to be out there with them...but I could barely walk. As I said, I will never forget that day. And now a year later, that day is coming again. This year, I am not just 65 pounds lighter, but I am leg 2 of the triathlon on a team raising money for a 4 year old boy who has cancer! Same team my son raced for last year! I have had to walk away from this blog several times because I keep crying! I am so happy to be where I am health wise and so happy to be able to contribute! This has absolutely been a life changing experience for me. I am so thankful. What a difference a year makes!