Yesterday, my pants retired. They were the trusty old jeans I wore long ago when I first got into the 220-pound range... size 16 according to the label, but fairly big for a 16. Maybe more of an 18. I wore them often until they became far too baggy; then I stuck them in the Fat Clothes box to be donated. I'd already donated all of the 18's, 20's, 22's, 24's and 26's, along with the XXL and XXXL tops because they were all so huge on me. But I'd started a new Fat Clothes box and these were the first jeans to go in it... followed by all the rest of my 16's and 14's. When I got to my low weight in late 2010, I was wearing mostly size 12's and an occasional size 10, such as the 10's I wore in my 100-Pounds-Gone pictures. The box was full and ready for donation.
It was rather dismaying when I regained enough weight that the 10's wouldn't fit at all anymore. When the 12's became small, I wore them anyway... skin tight, button undone, long shirt to cover the fact. But eventually I had to dig back into that Fat Clothes box. And when I did, it was really depressing. Not only did none of the 14's fit, but most of the 16's were too snug as well. That's what a 40-plus-pound regain will get you. I had to dig all the way to the bottom of the box, to the very biggest pants I owned: these big-for-a-16 jeans.
I've worn them a lot since then; I had to buy a pair of jeans to rotate them with and I have gotten sick to death of wearing them, washing them, wearing them. They started to get too loose on me but I wore them anyway. I recently was able to pull a smaller pair of 16's out of the Fat Clothes box to put into the rotation, but although they did fit they were a little snug. And then yesterday, those baggy, trusty, faded big-16's finally gave up. I looked down and the inner thighs each had a hole bigger than an inch! I knew they had gotten a little worn, but suddenly there was just no fabric there at all. So they retired... not to the Fat clothes box, but to the trash can.
I am kind of glad to see them go. They were the biggest pants I own. I am in the smaller 16's now, and they're not so tight. They're comfortable. I think it's about time to go back through the box and find some more things for me to wear. And hopefully, soon, I will be filling that box up one last time with retired 16's, 14, and eventually 12's... too big for me to wear.
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