Belt holes are funny things.
They can bring you a sense of pride. Especially when you are two or three belt holes smaller than you used to be. Sorta like what Poop is experiencing.
They can also be a source of uncomfortable-ness. As in when you put on a belt that you have had a while and the grooves that hold the clasp are now visible because you can't, quite, comfortably stretch to where it "should" go. Sorta like what I am experiencing.
After a summer full of BBQ and other assorted mid-west eating, my belt loops are not quite where they should be. Sure, it does not help that instead of working out, I have been sitting in the office, hanging on the porch with neighbors and lifting ribs to my mouth.
Might need to work on that...not much more room to go before I have to buy a new belt...and if I get past that point, I will need new pants.
Sobering...but man it was a great summer!!!
2 comments:
You are posting again and have changed your whole blog look! Cool! Sorry about the whole belt loop thing. Yoga pants are nice for those days but not if you're a dude.
Rib lifting is excercise.
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