Way back in the day, post college days, I did a stint of data entry temp jobs at downtown offices. I had to wear slack, shirt and a tie. I was probably in the upper 200s at the time, with a hefty gut, thick neck and big thighs.

And back then, the only real choices for what to wear under your pants was boxes or briefs, well, or going comando I suppose.

I was a briefs kind of dude, tighty-whities. With jeans and such, it was fine, but with a looser fitting pair of dress slack, well… Those thunder-thighs of mine would cause some issues, namely in the form of chaffing.

It’s probably why I never wore corduroy growing up either. The way the thighs would rub together, I could have started a fire. So yea, it was a pain in the… well… you know… till I came up with a solution. Spandex.

Yea.. I know, but see, this was late-80s, and the lycra-spandex shorts were “in”.  And yea, I owned a couple pairs. I’m sure I looked worse in them than I even remember I did. BUT, wearing them under the dress slacks, they helped keep me from chaffing to begin with.

It may be a good thing I couldn’t get a date back then, cause had I gotten lucky… I probably would have had a difficult time explaining the whole thing.

Years went by, I ended up back in the food biz, wearing more comfortable clothes… but ya know, they don’t call them tighty-whities for nothing. As the weight started creeping up some more, those thighs got bigger too, and the one thing worse than the chaffing may have been the way the leg bands would cut in to my legs.

I’m not sure why I never got in to boxers. Was it that they just left things hanging too loose for my tastes? Or that they just bunched up anyways? Maybe it was just the cost? Dunno. But then those fine dudes at Fruit of the Loom came to the rescue with the “boxer brief”.

Imagine that, the snugness of a brief, but the length of a boxer! No more binding! No more chaffing! I was sold! I’ve been a boxer-brief kind of dude ever since.

But now, I may actually reconsider, I may try going back to the briefs. (not tighty-whities any more… they have colors to choose from now!) Not that I’m dissatisfied with what I’m wearing, it’s just that I realized something the other day…

When I walk, my thighs no longer get in each others way.

I still have some toning up to do, but ya know, I’ve lost about 3 inches from each thigh. (Probably more, need to check that again.) This is one of those little things you just don’t think about, one of those sort of small things that when you’re as big as I was you just deal with because… well, what choice do you have?

And now, it’s still not that big of a thing… technically it’s two smaller things. Just another of those non-scale victory kind of things.

Just another…? Eh, actually, it is a big deal.