I was pleasantly surprised to see and old friend this morning, if only briefly. The last time we were together was last summer, when people were commenting on how skinny I looked. Too skinny in fact, some commented. I brushed it off because they were all used to Fat Rob, who doesn't exist anymore and didn't like that much anyways.
Back to my friend. I was putting my belt on when he showed up. During Fat Rob days, I used the first hole on my belt to keep my pants up. I wore it this way for quite some time, and it showed. Fat Rob put some serious strain on No. 1. So much so it deformed into an oval. After Fat Rob was evicted, No. 1 quickly gave way to No. 2, which gave way No. 3. After flirting with hole No. 4 during the heaviest training months last summer, No. 3 and No. 2 were back during my lazy days. No. 4 was long gone, most likely enjoying his winter days in the sunny confines of Arizona with the other snowbirds.
Well, imagine my surprise this morning, when No. 4 made an appearance! However, I elected to stick with No. 3 for comfort for today as I hadn't eaten breakfast yet. But, it's good to know that No. 4 is nearby and ready to for use. Soon, my friend, we'll be reunited and all will be right with the world again.