Stupid Clothes
It’s probably not so much as stupid clothes as it is stupid human that somehow grew out of them, but this morning was awful. It’s cooling down here and I wanted to wear a button up shirt. Last fall I had spent a grand on new shirts and pants, just because I could. If there was any direction my body was going to head, it was going to be into that of a smaller size, not me needing to go into a bigger size. But ever since I got out of the hospital, I’ve had trouble fitting into my clothes, and it sucks. They’re tight and I’m uncomfortable. I’m still bike riding, I shouldn’t be having problems fitting into my clothes, it really just shouldn’t be an issue. But it is. My pants are tight, my button up shirt was busting at the buttons and I was not so impressed.
I don’t want to have to go buy new clothes. I definitely don’t want to have to go buy clothes that are a bigger size. It totally sucks. It so sucks.
I take it back, something has changed, I’ve not been to kick boxing since my visit to the hospital two months ago. Even so it’s not like I’m pigging out on crap food and sitting on the couch, I go for walks while I’m at work, I get out on my bike, not as much as I was, but I do get out…It just sucks…I don’t know what else to say…It just sucks…