The lieutenant is leading his troops into battle, and his sergeant says, "Sir, there's a whole platoon of enemy coming toward us." And the lieutenant says, "All right, sergeant, bring my red shirt." So the lieutenant puts on his red shirt, and the troops go into battle. They move forward against the enemy.
The next day, the sergeant says, "Sir, there's a whole regiment of enemy coming toward us." And the lieutenant says, "All right, sergeant, bring my red shirt." So the sergeant brings him his shirt, and they move forward and defeat the enemy. And that night, a young private asks, "Lieutenant, why do you always wear this red shirt in battle?" The lieutenant says, "Because, son, if I should be wounded, I don't want my men to see the blood and be demoralized." And the private says, "Oh, gosh," and thinks the lieutenant is a really courageous guy.
The next day, the sergeant comes running to the lieutenant all agitated. He says, "Sir, there are two regiments of the enemy moving toward us, and they have tanks and heavy artillery and..."
The lieutenant interrupts, "Sergeant, bring me my brown pants!"
Did 30 on bike today. Weight that I gained seems to be coming off so hopeful for next weigh-in. I just seem to be having a lot more trouble being constant with eating than I did previously. Hope you all have a great Friday!