My Old Blue Jeans
My Old Blue Jeans
This morning I decided to throw out one of my favorite pairs of old blue jeans. They are faded, torn, frayed and currently splattered with paint, swamp mud and rusty water stains. None of that is remarkable, of course, but for the fact that I have actually worn them out since buying them right after I reached my goal weight more than a year and a half ago. I didn’t rip out the arse, wreck the zipper by trying to force it up, wear out the inner thigh areas, or pull the belt loops loose by having to hitch them up all the time. Nope, I wore them out solely by being active….walking, hiking, fishing, canoeing, building a porch and a deck, cutting firewood, and fifty other little things. Such is life in a thinner body.
RP
