I have a date. . .

 . . .with Dr. Aceves.  I had a date penciled in, but now it's in pen. Valentine's Day I get my sleeve. My husband will be there with me. I'm officially excited and nervous. But, I'm looking forward to so many things in the next year . . .   I want to wear a triathlon kit (not squeeze into one) that isn't the largest size out there. And I don't want to wonder who the fat girl wearing my bib number is when I see the photos.   When I ask the guys at the bike shop how to climb a hill easier, I don't want to hear that dropping weight will help.   I want to learn to run without hurting all of my joints from feet to knees.    I want to have comfortable bras.    Thanks for the encouragement from this group (I've been lurking). But Holy Cow, I'm scared out of my mind.  

Wow, with a bmi of 30? I've never heard of that. Good luck and nerves are normal.