Fitting Into My Summer Shorts

This weekend it got up past 60 degrees F in my little corner of Idaho. To my Long Suffering Wife (LSW) that means one thing: yard work. More specifically, I get to do yard work.

It’s still too early in the season to have to do very much. The lawn and most of the plants haven’t come out of hibernation yet…except for the weeds.

So there I was on Saturday afternoon, hunting down those pesky little weeds and collecting them in my bucket. Out in the sunshine, it was quite warm. I was wearing a torn up old t-shirt and a pair of jeans. Actually, it got a little too warm.

I decided to split my work up across Saturday and Sunday. Sunday morning, I thought it was warm enough (if you live in Idaho long enough, 40 degrees is warm enough) to try on some shorts.

Like many people who live in a part of the country where we have distinct seasons, I put away my warm weather clothes when Fall arrives and pull them out in the Spring. I’ve been working out a lot since last Fall and decided to try on some of my old shorts to see how they fit.

To my surprise, many of them were too large. In fact, I was getting a little frustrated at not finding any that was even close to a proper fit. My ego was deflated though when I came across a pair that were too small. Finally, like Goldilocks and the porridge, I found a pair that was just right.

Okay, they are just a tad bit small, but still wearable. They’re a pair of denim shorts and I distinctly remember that all last summer, I could not fit into a single pair of my denim shorts.

And now I can fit into at least one pair.

I didn’t have my reading glasses handy when I was trying on shorts, so there was no way I’d be able to read the size labels on the shorts, but I’m guessing the ones I’ve got on are a 34 inch waist…at least I’m hoping.

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I know my 36 inch waist jeans are all now too big for me, so I think, even though I’m currently at a weight plateau, that I’m seeing some progress.

I write all this not to brag (though I am rather proud of myself), but to encourage those of you reading this who might believe you’ll never fit into “those pants” (you know the ones I mean) again. Take heart. If I can do it, you can do it.

Now for my next challenge, find a way to break through the plateau and start losing fat again.

And no, the image at the top of the page isn’t my yard.

You can’t wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club.

Jack London


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