I think I may just die

OMG. I think I may just die. I started my workout yesterday after almost 3 months off. For those of you that don't know, I have lifted weights (free weights, not those girly machines) since around 1999. Oh my, I can't lift my arms, it is really funny to see me try to lift my coffee cup to my lips. I sort of stretch my lips out as far as I can and dip my head toward the mug. The entire time I am making a sound like "Ouugh". I can't take a large breath my ribcage hurts so much from my situps. I swear, I will never take that long off EVER. My goal is 40 more pounds this year. I am going back to Mustang Island to see my Kevin and Robin so I have to get beach ready. Not to mention I hate having a "muffin top" over my jeans. I am not so much hungry as I am in so much pain I don't think I could lift a fork to my lips anyway. I have to use my left arm to lift my right arm to scratch my left shoulder. Oh why oh why did I ever let myself get fat I wonder. I also started back at using the stairs at the city building every morning, that is 6 flights of stairs every morning. Three months ago I could jog up the stairs and not even break a sweat. Yesterday I thought my lungs were going to burst out of my body. Oh well.