Anyone who is a regular reader of my column — or who actually sees me on a semi-regular basis — is aware that I lost a significant amount of weight in 2014.
Unfortunately, it’s an almost daily battle between my pragmatism that reminds me that I’m nowhere near done and my optimism that reminds me I’ve done an amazing thing. In 2008, I gained the weight that finally put me at my heaviest, and every January after that I vowed to lose at least that weight again.
The days are getting hotter, and for most local residents, that means the clothes are getting fewer.
Now is the time when many people are beginning to dig into their closets and pull out their summer shorts, tank tops and swimsuits.
As age, fast food and having children steal away the bodies of our teen years or early 20s, many of us are not too eager to go the beach, picnics at the park, pools or other places were the clothing is scarce.