Need sleepy

Although I am thrilled to be back on the "lots of energy" portion of the plan, I may have stayed up a little to late last night. I had started watching a show on TLC about a 16 year old girl who was like an 11 month old in size due to a chromosomal defect, before Drew's band concert, I didn't get to see the last half. Low and behold, it was on again at 10 last night, so...I watched it all. 11 p.m. bedtime, not bad, UNTIL, I got sucked into the Chaz Bono documentary...it was strangely fascinating. (It was about his/her whole "transition" from girl to boy.) I like how it showed Cher's struggle with coming to terms with it. She had a lot of trouble referring to her as him. It also showed Chaz's partner Jenny and her struggle with whether or not she's still a lesbian. That's a damn good question! It was interesting. A little creepy at times, to be honest, but interesting. Anywho...stayed up too late, ass is dragging a little today.
Now, not to be completely cheesy, but I started thinking about weight loss when I was watching the documentary and not because Chasity's boobs turned into some serious man boobs after her surgery. (That was the creepy part) It was the fact that he/she was so UNBELIEVABLY uncomfortable in her own body that she would do ANYTHING to change it. I sort of get that, but not every day and I think that's where my "challenge" was. When I started I was so uncomfortable in my own skin that I didn't care what I did as long as it worked. Thenwhen i lost 50 pounds,  I got a little more comfortable, okay, fine, TOO comfortable and I started gaining weight back. But the problem with me was, I was comfortable with my outside appearance, but still not comfortable with me, if that makes any sense....I needed a big ol dose of self love, I guess...I don't know that I necessarily got that, but it did get that uncomfortable lard ass feeling again and that was a good enough wake up call for me! Anywho..enough rambling about that! Bottom line, if you're uncomfortable with something in your life, chances are, you are the only one that can fix it, so fix it or learn to deal with it. :)
Now, for my moments of random complaining. Is nothing sacred? There is no more class king and queen. A meaningless tradition? Perhaps. Antiquated? Maybe. But its a tradition. Something that made our school a little different. Something more than just songs and scholarships on class night. Plus, it was an award that meant a little more because your classmates voted on it, unlike homecoming queen where horny freshman just vote for the "hot chicks." It's just one more sign that I'm getting old, I guess. I like my traditions. I like things that don't change. And while we are on the subject, this is another random bitch of mine where graduations are concerned...why is it that receptions are so spread out anymore? When I was a senior, there were a very few that had their receptions before or after class night (they were the ones who had first cousins in the class and Grandma did not want to have to choose whose house to camp out at all day on Sunday. She wanted to camp at one on Saturday and one on Sunday), everyone else had theirs after commencement. Yeah, it would have been sort of nice to go to your friends reception, but you knew that that wasn't going to happen, so you handed her a card after the tossing of the caps and told her you'd see her at the beer party that night. Now, planning a graduation reception takes the strategery of the Navy Seals that killed Bin Laden and take up four different weekends. Also, back in the day it was sandwiches of some sort, bbq beef or pork, or open faced cold, chips, cake, mints and punch. Today, its walking tacos, root beer floats, cupcake towers, ice cream sundae bars, prime rib sandwiches, hot wings, brunch...you name it...yeesh I can't wait to see what things will be like in four years when I'm going through it all first hand. (For anyone keeping track, yes, I'll need to be medicated by then.)
Okay, enough random bitching....its time for me to blow outta here :)
Today's reason for losing weight: My first 5k of the year is less than 6 weeks away. I don't want to be too jiggly.
Today's goal: Keep on keeping on....