I'm not 19 anymore

I went out at 11 last night on a whim. Was invited to the Black Rock, and I had been bored all night, so I figured I'd go for about an hour then head home. I don't know why I ever think that will actually happen, as I always end up sticking it out until bar time. From ages 19-21 I did this every Tuesday night - went out around 10:30, came home at 2 intoxicated, and was up the next day for class. This happened most Thursdays as well during college. I got home at 2 and had to be up at 7 this time (instead of 6 - I gave myself an extra hour to sleep in because I knew I could be late today). Five hours didn't sound too awful, but it turns out I can't live off that anymore. I was nauseous most of the morning and felt hungover. And now I'm exhausted. I believe I've learned my lesson yet again - no more outings on a school night. At some point this lesson will stick, I'm just not sure when.

Another obvious sign that I've already known for awhile now but am constantly reminded of is that I can't eat like I used to. This is clear in the pound packing-on I've done since getting here three months ago, which will probably take another three months to rectify. Nothing like getting chunked out to brighten your day and put a spring in your step. So I'm back on the boring sensible eating (and soon drinking) plan. I also found a running group that I am joining, that starts August 20th. For 100 bucks I'll be set up with other crappy runners like me to train with a trainer, and have a schedule for daily jogs for the next 10 weeks. At the end we'll participate in a 5k or 10k depending on your amount of improvement. This should kick my metabolism back up a bit and allow me to be an idiot about food once in awhile as well.

Its only a matter of time before the liver spots appear.