Day 1- Jumping right in

In becoming the person I know I am, the first thing I've got to take care of is my weight. I'll weigh myself officially tomorrow, but I'm up to around 285... holly crap. Today I went to the gym. Granted I was in dirty tennis shoes, my painting sweats, and an unmatched t-shirt, but I went. I started the elliptical machine at 9:07 (my father-in-law says it's better on your joints than a treadmill). It was hard. It "paused workout" twice because I was going so slow it thought I was stopping. After 10 minutes I was beat. I decided to walk the track. I set my goal at 5 laps, a half mile. It was all going well until the old lady lapped me... seriously. After eventually finishing my 5 laps, I decided to do some stretches and call it a day. It was 9:27! Ha! I'm not giving up though, I know it'll get easier. I know I'll eventually wear the right thing and be able to give the lady at the desk a knowing wave as I walk by, so for today, I went went the awkwardness.