I was 11 in 1971. If I had come home from being gone with the Schwinn and seen my dad wearing these weight-loss sauna pants(?) – It would have taken me a moment to process what I was seeing.
Then I would have laughed so very hard. If my laughter angered him, I had better not look back, because it is so hard to laugh and run at the same time. He would have caught me.
Later I would think about it and it would hurt worse when I laughed. I’m so glad these didn’t catch on, and dad wasn’t overweight, he could probably have shed a few pounds, but would not have stooped to wearing these silly bubble pants.