Fat pants

You may not have expected a guy to discuss his “fat pants” unless you were watching Jared on a Subway commercial. However, I now find myself in the situation that none of my pants fit. The last time my pants didn’t fit, it was a bad thing because I realized that I had hit rock bottom with my weight problem again, and it was time to get serious about dieting once more.

During my first weight reduction, all of my pants with a 38-inch waist ended up in a dumpster, leaving all of my size 36s. Even though my 36s were a bit loose, I held off buying smaller-sized pants because I had not yet reached my weight goal. Circumstance, work, and my own lack of self-discipline thwarted that goal, and as I recounted before, I backslid until my 36s became too tight.

Now I find myself in better shape than I have been in almost a decade, and all of my pants are starting to feel rather uncomfortable and look a bit ridiculous. Unfortunately, I am still about a stone shy of my weight goal, and my progress is slowing the closer I get to 190. I cannot afford to replace all of my pants with an interim size, but yesterday evening I broke down and bought one “transitional” pair of jeans from Eddie Bauer (and a smaller belt too!).

My new jeans have a size 33 waist and are a bit snug, but I figure that when I lose the last of my extra weight, these 33s will become my new “fat pants” and I might still get some wear out of them. Plus there is nothing like a pair of too-tight jeans to motivate oneself to lose more weight. It will be a joyous day indeed when I can finally dispose of (or donate) all of my size 36s. The expense of buying all new pants will be painful, but I believe that it will be a good kind of pain. (I would probably make a horrible metrosexual because the idea of spending even $35 on a pair of jeans normally makes me cringe.)