One of the hazards
of slow weight loss is the constant need to monitor your wardrobe.
I’m digging through old boxes and putting on clothes that haven’t fit me in years. So this morning I get up, grab a pair of jeans (black, naturally) off a hanger and slide them on, and they went up to the underside of my tits.
SO I spent the first ten minutes of today trying on and throwing out old pants. Oh, some I’ll keep for work clothes, but the most of them went in the dumpster.
Can’t you donate some of them to the Salvation Army? Our poor (not to mention middle class people who simply want to save on clothing) are famous for being well rounded.
Anything decent I will, of course- but by the time I finish with an article of clothing it’s usually pretty bad.
Made ya feel pretty damn good I bet.
Weight loss gets expensive. Check.
Been there, done that, had to throw out the T-shirt…
I’m on about my third iteration of my wardrobe, actually. I started out wearing size 44 waist pants and XXL shirts. Basically, I wore the pants until they wouldn’t stay on my body without a belt. Shirts, some of them I still wear.
About a year ago, when the weight loss started kicking into high gear (I’d lost about 50 pounds, roughly the halfway mark), I had to buy a bunch of new clothes.
Right now I’ve stabilized – I’m running a little over five months at the same weight +/- 5 pounds, and am starting to rebuild my wardrobe.
One thing I noticed that really pisses me off is that all of the “nice” clothes, the trendy shit that I could never fit into?
They ALL come in “fat guy” size now.
Where were the size 40 pants when I was in college, eh?
Anyways, good on you for sticking with it og. It’s a good problem to have…