There are no more holes left on my belt

The unintended consequence about all this running is the amount of weight I've lost.

 

I was 170 pounds or so on Jan. 1.

 

I weigh 154 today.

 

My pants don't fit. My shirts just hang on me. Don't get me wrong, I like seeing my ribs when I towel off from the shower and my flattening stomach. But I really don't wanna spend any money on clothes that fit better, especially when I may gain much of this weight back when the marathon is done.

So, I'll just continue to pull my belt as tight as it will go and hope my butt (it is the only part of me that has not shrank, unfortunately) can help hold up my jeans.