Getting Healthy Again

I've been lying awake for hours. It's now 4:35 am and my heartburn has been racing through my body all night. Of course it’s self-inflicted. From a fried pizza pocket with lots of pepperoni to a cold brewed coffee that literally made me feel drunk to a homemade trail mix that I know has way too many calories in it.


On one hand✋I'm so proud of what we have accomplished in the last two years putting all of our energy into Blooms and Meracle Acres. In the other hand🤚I’m so defeated for letting myself go and not putting myself first. Three years ago I started Weight Watchers, when I realized I was only four pounds away from being 200 pounds. Seriously! I said enough was enough. Within six months I lost 47.8 pounds! Awesome, great, pat on the back. Well three years later and the weight is coming back. And I know exactly why. I've literally told myself. You're super happy the way life is going. It's ok if you put on some weight. Michael and I have two arguments about supper almost every night (I tell him this will be the divorce of us). What we are going to eat for dinner and eating at 8:30-9:00pm. I hate eating that late. Let me eat at five or six and I would be great. He is also a meat and potatoes kind of guy, every night. Me, not so much. During one of our arguments / discussions this week, I told him, “fine if you want a fat wife again we'll eat late.” And he kissed me and said it's just more of you to love (awwww, he is pretty sweet sometimes).


Well, that's not enough for me. I feel gross. My belly is coming back, my arms are starting to flab and my fat jeans are starting to make an appearance. I need to be accountable (I could blame it on covid, hmmm). It's all up to me. I'm the one that puts the food in my face. Hell, we cook healthy food for the dogs twice a day and the damn chickens get a healthy breakfast (they also forage all day and eat organic feed at supper, in case you didn't think I feed them more☺️). I need to start doing that for myself too. Plus, I need another goal for myself (me, myself and I). I will let you know how I'm doing next month.


Fingers crossed...🤞

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This is before and after 3 years ago. Goal dress on the right. 

As I start writing these blogs, I'm feeling they're not just about Meracle Acres but who and what Meracle Acres is about. A little diary of the land, the people and the ventures it takes us on.

July will be here and gone as we are in the dog days of summer now.😁

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We are looking forward to our upcoming trip to Alaska. Spur of the moment decision. Join us next month for 

🚢 Meracle Acres at Sea 🛳️


(Not sure how that will be on the food intake😬)


🍻Cheers sailors🥂

Kaycee



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