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JEAN POOL

I have worn shorts almost 365 days a year since we moved here in 1997. I refused to give in to the reality of a desert winter. People noticed. I had a reputation. The eternal tourist.

This year, the cold came early and with it some more age. Or maybe it is that I have lost so much weight that I don't have the insulation that I had before.

Whatever.

I am back to wearing jeans. A big decision.

I put them on today and do not plan to take them off until there is a small sign of spring. Well, unless it gets a bit warmer.

I have to admit there is something else going on.

That is that I am now eligible to return to Levi 501s. 32/30.

Slim, straight leg, the way I used to roll.

They look pretty good.

I also got some Calvin Klein classics for when I want to be a little baggy. I used to wear those too. I was the perfect Calvin Klein ass. Not any more. We would have to go to the 30 inch waist for that and I am not likely to get there.

But it is not all about staying warm during the dry cold desert days. It amounts to a "new look" for me.

My closest friend at the Meeting, Joey, noticed. "You wore jeans!".

Yes.

A few others noticed or finally saw that I am thinner and whether they mean it or not, healthier looking. "Maybe it is the tan". I don't have a tan.

No one has yet asked me, this time, whether I am OK. Have I lost weight voluntarily. This is a good thing. It shows us that time has past. We are far enough gone from the wasting that many gay men had. Always the first sign of the last days.

"Are you OK"? Worried look.

Anyway it is a change for me. All I need to get used to is the feeling that the pants are riding just a little bit too low. And about another half inch so the 32 inch waist really really fits without a bit if squeeze.

I truly believed that I would never see 32 inches again.

And yes. I am wearing a belt. Maybe I can go to the non-belt thing but not yet.

Labels: clothing, health, life