The Finch Formerly Known As Gold

9 February 2007

The straight and narrow

For the second time this week, someone has asked if I'm losing weight. I honestly don't know: I don't own a scale. I certainly don't feel any lighter.

Still, there is some evidence which might support this premise. For the last ten years, I've bought the same size trousers from the same source. The last couple of batches — I usually buy two or three at a time — were just slightly snug with the standard five-hole belt fastened at the middle hole. Those same garments are now distinctly loose: even with the belt tightened to the max, if I take more than a couple of steps I can feel them sliding downward, putting myself awfully close to the dubious distinction of being able to pants myself without using my hands. It is true that as of the first of the year, I am on a cholesterol-reduction drug; but the slippage was taking place even before that. Fortunately, I don't work as a plumber.

Posted at 7:01 AM to General Disinterest

Further evidence: I turned up a pair of chinos which had been relegated to the back of the closet, officially a size or two smaller than my current trou rotation.

They were a little stiff from disuse, but they fit just fine.

Conclusion: I am indeed smaller around the waist these days, though this does not necessarily imply that I've actually lost any weight.

Posted by: CGHill at 10:14 AM on 11 February 2007