Today I was running around, getting ready for my lesson, and I bent down to retrieve my Powerade drinks from the fridge.
Bob says, "I guess you know that those pants are split in the back."
"Haha." and then, "You're kidding, right?"
"No. They're split."
I reached around and immediately felt the rip in the seat.
Two wearings, both for 45 minute lessons, maybe total of eight hours on my bod. No washings. They are not overly tight, not overly loose. They fit.
See in the photos below how unworn they look -- the seat rubber is still shiny and new. I've emailed Kerrits, and tonight, just in case, I posted these photos to Kerrits' Twitter account. I guess that's not entirely fair, but these breeches are freakin' NEW.