Over the last few months I've been slowly losing weight. My main motivator has been my back. The more weight I lose, the better it is for my back and the longer I can hopefully put off (ever) having surgery. Every little bit has helped. After I lost 12 pounds, I felt a difference. After 18, an even bigger difference. So far the total is about thirty-five. Although I feel the problem with back every day, it's very minimal compared to six months ago when every movement I made signaled, "Hey! There's something wrong here!" to my brain.

A fear I, and I assume most people who lose weight would, have is will I put the weight back on. I've lost weight before. And I've put it back on before. I know it is always possible, but this time has been different. Whatever reasons I had for losing weight before have all been muted by the thundering roar of DO THIS OR YOU WILL HAVE SURGERY AND YOUR LIFE WILL NEVER BE THE SAME AGAIN. Losing weight hasn't been about vanity or a mild sense of needing to be more healthy. It's been imperative. My life will already never been the same. This thing with my back... it's NEVER going away. It is something I will always have to be conscious of no matter what I do. But, if it's a choice of being aware of limitations and actually having limitations, I'll take the former.

Wait, what does this have to do with t-shirts? Oh yeah. So as I've been losing weight, my clothes have become baggy. People at work have been very helpful in pointing this out. "Stop wearing those jeans. They look awful on you." This kind of bluntness only makes me want to wear the jeans more to spite them, until they are practically falling off me.

For a few weeks, I've been going through my closet and sorting out the ones that no longer fit. Mostly this is for practical reasons. If it doesn't fit why still have it around? But also I've followed Daniel's lead that if I can only wear what I own, I can't afford to put weight back on. (Which is of course bullshit because I have to buy new clothes to replace my old clothes, but you know what I mean.)

I'm a t-shirt & jeans kind of guy, therefore I have a ton of t-shirts. And while I've been happy to part with the super baggy ones or just plain worn-out ones, there are some I just can't quite part with.

Old School Blogger T-Shirt

This is old. WAY old. Back when one of the dudes who invented Twitter was one of the dudes who invented Blogger before he sold it to Google for a bazillion dollars. Before the rounded the corners of the logo and changed the typeface.

I actually have two of these and both have bleach stains on them. I usually wear them when I clean and do laundry.

Vote for Pedro T-Shirt

Someone gave this to me for my birthday. I wore it to be ironic. And on Cinco De Mayo.

Cowgirl T-Shirt

I love everything about this shirt. It's brown. It's got a cowgirl on it. A cowgirl in a short skirt and thigh high boots. She's flipping you off. Her belt buckle has a skull on it. PURE HOTNESS!

Eskimo Lisa

Back when the Purple Tape was a rarity, Lisa Loeb found a bunch and bundled them with a bunch of stuff from her website's store. I bought one of these packs for the tape. It came with a mouse pad, pens, postcards, stickers, keychains and this t-shirt.

WWJD for a Klondike Bar?

Or for that matter, what would you do?

Ze Frank T-Shirt

I have two Ze Frank shirts. I'm not sure what happened to the other one. It may be at Goodwill already. This one is based on his advice giving, confidence building character of yore.