I came to the conclusion yesterday that, despite being comfortable, it was time to replace a few pairs of pants I’d been wearing.
I got them all as gifts for Christmas last year, and as a matter of fact, many of them didn’t fit when I tried them on. While Ann’s mom assured me she kept the receipt in case I wanted to return them.
I told her there was no need for it; I would fit in them soon.
So here it is nearly six months later and those same pants that I could not button are now falling under the category of Fat Guy Pants, or sizes I used to wear. They simply don’t stay up and with a belt, there’s too much excess.
One trip to Old Navy solved that problem, where I purchased at least three new work outfits (XL shirts and size 40 pants). While size 40 may not sound exactly small, chew on this: I was wearing size 48 and I am almost 40. But the two together and it begins to make a little sense.
I have to admit, however, that I was a little disappointed to find that despite dropping 71 lbs. so far, size 38 is still a bit too snug. If I ever When I can fit into a 38, it will be the first time since high school, and that will be ultra-cool.
Gotta run. Have a good weekend, all 🙂
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