Is This the End or Just the Beginning?

Or more likely an ugly middle?

Where a triathlete stood, a 43 year old fat dad sits, hips, knees and back in pain. This then will be the log of my struggle to win back that feeling of vitality, vigor and invincibility.

When will I cycle, run, swim, lift weights, or do aerobics, and can I even manage these, again? Will I ever see the top of a mountain, again?

I will try to make this a daily posting ritual.

Readers comments are invited.