I used to make fun about fat old men on thin bicycles with funny hats hiding behind dark sunglasses which mainly seemed intended to protect their eyes against the color of their shirts.
Now look what has become of me:

- The bike is my way to prevent a mid-life crisis
- It (I) have to work (out) to take care of the approaching belly.
- A helmet to protect my income.
- In one of my former lives I was an entomologist. But the last time I was struck by a beetle it gave me a hurting eye for over a week. In came the glasses.
It's up to you to judge about the color of the shirt. I like it.