New Castle News

January 18, 2014

Josh Drespling: I’m gaining a new appreciation for losing inches

Josh Drespling
New Castle News

NEW CASTLE — I received the distinct pleasure of doing something fabulous this week.

It was something I had not expected to be able to do, at least not at this juncture. It is something I have longed to do for quite some time. Something I had daydreamed about and lay awake at night wishing for.

It was a personal achievement of grand proportions. I had laid the groundwork for this event to happen, yet I was not confident that I would ever achieve this first step, let alone with such quickness.

What was this special event, you ask? Well, I had to take my old, tattered leather belt and add another hole into it to accommodate the smaller me. You see, over the course of the last weeks, I have lost some significant weight, and I need to tighten my belt. The place that I needed the hole was at a significantly smaller circumference than that of the original holes provided in the belt.

Prior to experiencing this grand event, I had the constant feeling that my pants were falling down. I felt as though I was unintentionally “bustin’ a sag” and didn’t want to be confused with some wanna-be rapper. Thus, I had to make some gleeful modifications.

My hard work and dedication to this weight loss endeavor has caused all of my clothes to start becoming loose. Everything feels baggy or just too big. I've begun to discover the stash of old shirts and pants in the back of my closet that I had only dreamed of fitting into again someday. I actually have an entire wardrobe of clothing that I had outgrown, but I soon will be able to wear once again as I shrink into them. It’s kind of a shopping spree, but much cheaper.

I’m only one week into what I planned to be a 12-week journey. I hope and pray that the following 11 weeks are as successful and fruitful as the first has been. I am anticipating making several more modifications to my belt.

Before long, I’m sure I will have to retire the old and tattered belt. Perhaps it will make a nice keepsake or trophy.

A physical memento of the hard work I put in to get to my desired weight. A way to commemorate just how far I have come and remind me of a place that I do not ever want to return.