In July, 2013 I remember this guy FLYING on the treadmill next to me in Disneyland California. I was around 260 LBS. I thought, dreamed . . . maybe next summer when I step into the same exercise room I can be 175 LBS. Maybe. I doubt it. Maybe. Well, I was back at the Grand Californian, but I wasn’t 175. Wasn’t even close. It was 154! What a difference a year makes. So that year, that hotel, a year later, I stepped on the treadmill and RAN. It wasn’t quite 7.5 MPH, but it was running, and it felt great!