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[derien]

So, I went and bought myself three new pair of business casual slacks. Size eighteen. Size eight fucking teen. I told the woman at the register that I would keep the tags on and try to lose some weight and exchange them for smaller before I had to wear them, then came home and walked on the treadmill for over an hour. This is crazy, I don't know if I've ever been an 18, or if so it's been a while. And it's only a month until we climb Katahdin. Three weeks until I need to wear those damned business casual slacks. (Which, btw, why the fuck to they not have green? It's a choice of khaki or navy blue.)

If I can actually get down to where a 16 would make sense in time I might reward myself by getting another hat. Maybe. If I can find one I really like.