When I ran the Death Race, I was a little surprised that I never changed clothes for the entire run. Yes, I was stinky and smelly, but I never got too cold or too hot. The biggest change was rolling up or down my sleeves as necessary.
Now, I have noticed that my clothes don’t seem to fit anymore. My waist appears to have shrunk; I need to use another notch in my belt. I’m not fashionable, I hate shopping for clothes. I do not want to have to get an entirely new wardrobe.
But I also don’t want to eat more.

I sense that I’m not getting a lot of sympathy from people over these problems.