I need to document this without sounding like I am bragging - I have lost weight. I am on the last hole of my belt, and am hitching up my jeans all day. I could make a new hole but I have simply too much jean now.
Yesterday at soccer I was the last one to the bag of shirts, and all that was left was unlucky no. 2, size M. (Everyone says they won't wear it because it has brought bad luck and injuries to everyone who has donned it - seems to me it is simply because we are an old and fat bunch of blokes who mostly need an XL, minimum).
It was stylishly form-fitting on me, but not uncomfortable, and I realised after the game that I hadn't given it another minute's thought. I am now an M, you guys!
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