The downside of regaining "hottie" status

I'm fortunate to be married to a man who has an awesome physique.  He's a surfer and a biker and an all-around great athlete, and it shows.

Generally.

After his hernia surgery, he couldn't do much but sit around and watch TV and eat.  And in the process, he put on a little bit of weight (and understandably so). 

It drove him crazy.  So as soon as he got the all-clear from the doctor, he started exercising again, and decided to do a round of P90X. 

The one benefit of starting work at 5 in the morning is that he gets off at 1:30 in the afternoon, and thus has time to work out for an hour when he gets home.  And he's been incredibly diligent, coming home every day and doing the workouts.

He's in the home stretch now, only a few more weeks to go, and he looks awesome.  He's lost a bunch of weight and has his abs back.  Rrowr.

Recently he was walking out to his car after work.  He's redoing wiring or whatever for a big grocery store, so he was walking out through a crowded parking lot.  His hands were full of tools and what-not and he had his tool belt on.

Which is heavy.  As he was walking, it was pushing down on his pants, which are loose because he's so much thinner now.

Because his hands were laden with big heavy things, he tried to wiggle and arch and reposition himself. 

But to no avail. 

Leaving him in the middle of a King Soopers parking lot with his tool belt and his pants around his ankles.  There were quite a few cheers and claps from the onlookers.

As he was telling me the story, I thought, thank goodness he was wearing underwear.  Also, lucky King Soopers shoppers.