After some major medical scares (stroke and heart attack at only 44) finally got my butt in gear about getting fit. I had already adjusted my eating to a better but not perfect point but needed to add the physical exercise tot he program. I used to ride fairly often averaging maybe 60-80 miles a week but that was 20 years ago

. starting last week when I got medical clearance to excercise I read everything google popped up about cycling heavy, thank goodness for this forum and the 39 stone cyclist blog it really stepped up my determination seeing people even heavier than me (280 this morning) out changing their lives. I Shopped around looking at different bikes last weekend. Monday I signed up for a bike locker in our office building.
Yesterday after work stopped at the LBS and picked up a new Trek 7.5FX. This morning rode the 1/2 mile to my local train station and took the train to the office another 1/2 mile from that station. Woot 1 mile down many thousands more to come. Parked the bike and walked up the 2 flights of stairs from the garage to the lobby, for maybe the 3rd time in 5 years. I did ride the elevator up to the 6th floor just a little too tough right now and didn't want to be that sweaty/smelly in the cube pit. After work rode back to the train and decided to get off one stop early and ride the remaining 3.2 miles home. Made it in 20 minutes, too many stop signs/lights on the route I took. I need to plan better route next time. I felt just a little worse for wear, could have probably made 5 miles and been completely dead but I was at the house and I panting pretty hard and HR was up in a range I was not comfortable maintaining without a HR monitor which shoud arrive tomorrow. After 2 minutes of slow easy riding in the parking lot I headed for home, it was tough carrying even this relatively light bike up the 2 flights to my condo on jello-legs

Sat on the floor and stretched for 10 minutes.
I can still feel it in my legs and I am sure I will be hurting in the morning I feel great for finally doing something.
remember it's not how far or how fast you go but how far you have come.