I’m preeeeetty sure I used this title for a post back in 2010 when I first lost weight, but I was walking across campus today with both my hands full and I could feel my pants sagging. If I wasn’t so close to my office I would have stopped, put things down and pulled them up, BUT I was wearing a long coat and I knew they wouldn’t actively drop.
I’m much rather my pants start falling off of me than me wedging myself into them and getting a big red waist band imprint on me.
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