Chest waders!
I was all excited because a couple of companies make what they call women's "plus size" chest waders. It's an illusion: the plus size waders are only like a size fourteen, tops. So I went ahead and ordered the lightest weight men's extra large breathable stockingfooot chest waders I could find. They turned out to be L L Bean's "emergent" -- not the "flyweight" which I naturally checked out, tbecause their extra large measures the same size as the "emergent" large and why the hell would they do that? It's all L.L. Bean, why wouldn't the sizing be consistent in the same category of product aimed at the same audience?
Anyway, they ship in 2-5 business days which means that even though I procrastinated as usual I might just get them in time for next Saturday's Carneros Creek trip. If not, then at least by the next one after that I will no longer be the only one in the team who can't get in the water. This means I will get to operate the flow meter!! (we take our pleasures where we find them, we do)
It's probably just as well I can't get the "flyweight" waders, anyhow. That water is nowhere near Arctic, but it's pretty cold.
I'm pretty tired of being all slow and achey from having gained so much weight this fall, though. Took the dog down the trail from Meder Street and it was really uncomfortable -- I almost said "really kind of miserable" but I had a good time in spite of being short of breath when I shouldn't be and having this particular annoying back pain I get from mere walking when I am this fat.