“Clothes make the man. Naked people have little or no influence on society.”― Mark Twain
The emperor has no clothes. The WW has very little more options. . I dress like the every man. I care not for fashion or style. I just wear clothes. I reach into the closet and grab the first thing I see. At least that is what I aspire to do.
You see for someone who cares little about what he wears this WW deals a lot with his clothes. You see I can’t actually reach into my closet and grab. I have to hunt for the few shirts that fit, the pants that will actually button. The weekends bring no relief when I find I only wear workout pants (elastic waist) and less than a handful of t-shirts that won’t ride up and show some underbelly. (Go ahead…get that image out of your head.)
Dressing up is a nightmare. I am sweating by the time my shirt is buttoned (if it will at all). I find myself last minute shopping before any real event. I have so many different size suits I could open a store.
You must be thinking. Just go shopping. If only it were that simple. For starters I am a WW and have dreams of fitting into the smaller sizes in the bin on the floor of my closet. I won’t shop, I’ll just get started again watching what I eat. Recently we went on vacation and I conceded that it was time to buy some things I could be comfortable in. That’s what really got me back on plan. I couldn’t buy anything. My jean size was not available. The big and tall started one size above, the regular section stopped one size below. I’m mostly belly so shirts are a bit of a crap shoot. Most casual shirts are single wear shrinking to the point where I can’t tuck them in. When I go to big and tall I have to buy tall even though I am 5’8″. I need the length to go over belly. I leave every store with a single item that I hate and I go the next thing in the same comfortable outfit so over worn that my wife wants to throw it all away.
I am motivated by clothes. Not because I want to look good in them but because I want it to be easy. When I hit my goal I found just that. Reach into the closet and grab, Go to a rack in any store and grab, in a pinch go to my teenage son’s closet and grab. and mostly…put on a suit and button the top button without breaking a sweat. My wife will appreciate when I get back into a size that gets me through the whole work week without laundry.
So as part of this blog I will track my clothes progress. Today I am squeezed into a 40 waist (underbelly) with a pair of 42 jeans in the drawer. All shirts are 2XL Tall. Nothing feels good on. Nothing is easy.
I hate my before picture but I love that it is there because it means I am on the path to after again.