This past weekend I finally ventured to Macy's to buy some new pants. Why's this news? My collection of 36-inch sized pants are now too big.
This means since I first started exercising last July, I've dropped from a 38-inch waist to a 34-inch waist in pant size.
I took seven pairs of dress slacks and a half dozen pairs of jeans to Salvation Army on Monday and practically skipped back to the office in delight.
As my Neil would say, "You never get tired of giving away too-big clothes."