The dog days of summer

Man oh man. We have reached the time of the year where you can’t hardly even walk out to the car without wishing you were in an ice bath! I’ve got deodorant in every corner of the house JUST IN CASE! Gross. I try my hardest to avoid anything that makes me sweat. Wet t-shirt contests aren’t my thing, yet this time of year it looks like I’m constantly trying to compete and I’m doing it very wrong. Armpit sweat spots just aren’t sexy. Nope. The only time I don’t feel self-conscious of the copious amounts of sweat pouring from each and every single pore from my body is when I’m working out, and even then it’s pretty damn bothersome.

For instance yesterday, I couldn’t even visit a store in the mall without looking like I was 3 minutes away from a heart attack. I had to find something in the store to fan myself with because I was so hot and sweaty that I couldn’t even enjoy spending time with a girlfriend of mine. I’m so sick of being embarrassed every time I walk outside of my house that I never leave anymore. All I do is sit inside where it’s nice and cool. I don’t have to worry about getting sweaty and gross and having people stare at me like I’m about to fall over and die.

We were pretty hungry so we decided to stop and get some food. My friend knows that I’m practicing a vegan diet right now and was so sweet to ask where we could eat together that would make it easier for me to choose. We went for some more Asian food. (I might be becoming an Asian food addict. Seriously.)

We headed back to mi casa so we could eat a bit more comfortably. Asian take out for the win! She was asking me about what made me choose to make a diet change… I don’t push my choices on anyone. It’s been my experience that people do what they want to do, when they want to do it because they want to. However, if you ask questions, I have no issue with sharing my story and the information I’ve learned over the past year or so. I suggested she watch some of the food documentaries on Netflix. She surprised me by wanting to watch one of the right then! Hey. If I can inspire just one person to find out the truth about the food they are eating, I feel like I’ve done my job.

My heart jumped up and down when she said she was going to go to the grocery store to buy tons of veggies after she left my place. I’m very anxious to talk with her soon to see if she has decided to make any changes or if she will continue her current lifestyle. Even if she does though, at least she’s a bit more informed about the choices she’s making. I would like to suggest a few of my favorite shows to watch when I’m feeling like having something terrible for me. If you’d like to educate yourself just a little, start with some of these titles on Netflix!

Today I got to play with my adopted puppies. It was nice to run around the yard and get them all hyped up. I’ve never had the desire or the energy to do something something like that with them in my previous visits. Sure, we all came in and passed out in the coolest places we could find, but we had a grand time up until we were completely exhausted. It was a great day, nice and relaxing for the most part. Just for grins here’s an epic picture of play time with 2 of my favorite pups.

After I got home I took a look at my heart rate activity for the day. I’m pleased to say that even with the running around and the disgusting heat and humidity, my heart rate never went above 120. This is a significant difference from just a few weeks ago. I suppose I’ll have to keep it up. Perhaps one of these days I’ll be able to take these 2 goofballs for a nice walk. I was going to say run, but we ALL know that’s never going to happen.

Well my lovelies, it’s time to wind down my weekend. The alarm clock will be screaming loud and clear before I know it and the storm outside is doing a fine job of sending me into a coma. (Could be the Benadryl too. Ha!!)

Sweet dreams, my pretty souls.

Heart Disease at age 30.

What is heart disease?

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“Heart and blood vessel disease — also called heart disease — includes numerous problems, many of which are related to a process called atherosclerosis. Atherosclerosis is a condition that develops when a substance called plaque builds up in the walls of the arteries. This buildup narrows the arteries, making it harder for blood to flow through. If a blood clot forms, it can stop the blood flow. This can cause a heart attack or stroke.”
America Heart Association

I’d like to tell you guys a story. This might be a lengthy one, so turn back now if you don’t have the time.

See this picture? It looks innocent enough, right? It might even look like I was having fun or maybe even enjoying myself. Well, my friends, this picture IS worth a thousand words! (Maybe not to you guys, but for me it certainly is.) Let me tell you how much this picture breaks me down inside.

I wanted to spend the day listening to some live music with my momma. The plan was to get to the stadium early, bring some snacks and tons of ice cold water because Texas heat is a bitch. It got much hotter than 79°… Trust me.

We were going to enjoy the entertainment and the company of each other. Just the 2 of us! I wanted my momma to have a really happy birthday. I wanted to give her a day that she would look back on and have all the good feels. Here’s to creating memories, right? Well… That’s not exactly how it happened.

Heart Rate: High 80’s

I got up early that morning and hit the shower. I knew it was going to be hot as Hades outside, so I prepared for shorts and a tank. By the time my momma arrived at our house I was already hot, tired, frustrated, & ready to sit on the couch in the AC with no sun anywhere near me! I knew I was being silly and that once I got there I would start enjoying myself because after all, my girl crush was going to perform and how could I not enjoy seeing her?! We spent quite a while packing some snacks and filling up water bottles. We stopped for gas and went on our way. I had finally convinced myself that this was going to be a great day.

Heart Rate: 100’s

We spent the long drive talking about some great new songwriters that I had recently become introduced to. It was a great drive because it made my momma smile – and that’s right around when everything changed.

Heart Rate: 80’s

We got out of the car and walked to the stadium. It wasn’t that far but it seemed like  4 miles. By the time we got our tickets scanned and purses checked and finally got inside the stadium, I was already searching for water and a place to sit. We trotted around until we finally found our seats. Right in front of the stage. What a surprise! Outstanding seats!! Perhaps indeed this is going to be alright. Let’s just sit here for a minute and cool down. Oh. Wait. There’s zero shade. None. Fuck.

Heart Rate: 130’s

Great. Now I’m sweaty, hot, in pain, thirsty, and blind. (Never forget your sunglasses. Ever.) We snapped a few photos and sat there trying to enjoy the music. That’s right, trying. The whole time I was thinking of ways to get my mom and me back into my car where the free water was. Where the food was. Where I could shield my eyes and sit in a comfortable seat! I could feel the cold AC blowing on my face already. I GOT IT! Let’s eat!

Heart Rate 130’s

But wait, Meighan. Now hold on. You are going to have to climb a mountain of stairs to get to the food. Your heart rate is already high and if you over do it, you know what will happen! Your cardiologist said anything above 160 and you have to stop everything and bring it down. Meh, it’s hot as balls and there is shade up there. Let’s go, mom! When we got to the top of the stairs I had already well overdone myself for the day. It was barely 1 pm.

Heart Rate: 190’s

I. Need. To. Sit. Down.
I can’t do this.
Tunnel Vision
Dizziness
Dry Mouth
Extreme problems breathing
Shaking
Muted hearing

I found the nearest restroom and collapsed against the wall in the shade. I probably looked like a freshly boiled crab, and that’s positively how I felt. Imagine it, bright red and shiny as fuck from the sweat raining out of every pore on my body. My eyes felt like they had been replaced by small pin heads and I felt like I was walking sideways on ten legs. How embarrassing. After sitting there for quite some time I decided to go inside the restroom and grab some wet towels. I could wipe myself up and try to cool off a bit. WHOA – Holy sunburn Batman!

Heart Rate: 180’s

My momma was super patient. She knew I was having to control my heart rate, and she also knows that I’m extremely fat and unhealthy. We wondered around a bit trying to find a place upstairs in the shade to sit for a while. I was struggling so much that I couldn’t stand it anymore. I saw a big tent where people were playing bean bag games and just standing around drinking. There. That’s where I’m about to go fall on the concrete. Mission accomplished.

Heart Rate: 180’s

I sat there with my momma drinking stupid expensive water like a fish who had been out of the ocean for entirely too long. I was determined to sit there until my heart rate came back down below 100.

Once we left the stadium to head to the car, there was no going back. No re-entry… Dumbest thing ever. So we sat there, I was trying to breathe and guzzle water, and my mom just kinda waited for me. She tried to pass the time by talking about the food trucks. There were some weird ones there, for sure, but I only had one thing on my mind. GET ME OUT OF HERE.

Heart Rate: 170’s

We decided to give up. I was bailing on my girl crush! One of my most favorite artists! That’s when you know it’s bad. I was 200% done with the day.  We headed back to the car. The walk was even longer the second time. We got in the car and immediately went for the cold water. We ate some fresh fruit and other snacks we had prepared and just listened to the radio.

Heart Rate: 190’s

Are you guys sick of being interrupted by my constant heart rate checks yet? Imagine having to be aware of your heart rate all waking hours. This affects my day to day activities. I’m sure many of you can fold the laundry without having to check your heart rate. Others might have no problem at all getting out of a hot bath or shower without having to check their heart rates. This is what it’s like guys. This is my current life. It’s always on my mind.

That, ladies and gentlemen, is heart disease. 

My momma and I went on to have a wonderful time for the rest of the evening. We made some pretty great memories and all in all I’d say that it was a perfect way to celebrate both of our birthdays. We were together and that’s what counted. So now you can see why that photo doesn’t exactly bring up happy feels for me. It was embarrassing. It was concerning. It was miserable. It was simply the worst because it was that day that I realized all the fun stuff I love to do was no longer an option for me until I made a change.

I don’t care how you feel about meat or animals or dairy, or anything guys! I just want you to know what you are putting in your body and know how something so incredibly temporary can make lasting impressions on the rest of your life. I urge you all to educate yourselves. Luckily for me, I have a few wonderful friends who opened my eyes and have been there since day one to support me and lift me up.

Knowledge and support are really all you need to make a change.
Until next time,

Beyond Meat

Guys. THIS SHIT IS BOMB! I could eat these patties daily.

I wasn’t in the mood to do a whole lot of prep so I threw some Worcestershire sauce on these puppies with a little sprinkle of my favorite seasoning and asked my husband to stir them around a bit before he tossed them on the grill.

They have a sweet scent, nothing at all like I was expecting. The texture is pretty close to ground beef once they are cooked, however fresh out the package the reminded me a bit like a patty of soft cheese.

I enjoyed these more than I would like to admit. Next time I’m going to prepare them just like a real hamburger. Maybe some vegan cheese, fresh veggies, and vegan mayo! Mmmmm. I highly recommend these to anyone!

I’m stuffed.
Sweet dreams, y’all.