Tuesday, January 25, 2011
My Las Vegas vacation was wonderful! DH and I left the kids behind (brought my sis and her hubby in to watch them) and stayed at Paris – just the sort of kitschy place we needed. Some people probably think it’s the stupidest place ever but we thought it was romantic. I saw my first Vegas show (Penn and Teller), won at gambling (came home with $25!), hiked in Red Rock Canyon, and ate my way through a bunch of buffets.
I was worried about those buffets. There’s this thing called the Buffet of Buffets, where for $45 you can eat at any of the Harrah’s buffets (7 different buffets), as much as you want, for 24 hours. Well, day 1 we had a big breakfast, a reasonable lunch, mid-afternoon tea, and dinner. Next day was pretty much the same deal. I ‘grazed’ and took small servings of things, but also had waaay more dessert (the thing I was most craving) than usual. Oh, and at the Paris buffet they make crepes to order. Well, by day 3 I was feeling a bit stuffed. I had tea and a few melon cubes for breakfast, 5 shrimp for lunch, and by dinner DH commented that I hadn’t actually eaten anything all day…but my body was telling me that if I *did* eat anything I’d REALLY pay for it (I definitely overdid it days 1 and 2). So I just had my tea and a tiny bit of food and by the next day I was feeling better. DH, however, barely ate *that* day because he was stuffed. Clearly we still have food issues.
BUT, the last 2 days I ate reasonable portions and didn’t stuff myself. I still had way more dessert than usual but I didn’t have any bread, rice, or potato, chose crab leg and shrimp for my protein, and had small portions of everything (including taking 1 bite of a dessert rather than eating the whole thing). We drank one bottle of wine (which lasted the entire week) and I had one beer.
We walked EVERYWHERE. Gosh, just going from the room the buffet was, like, half a mile ;-). We also hiked several hours in beautiful Red Rock Canyon. The weather was mild, and I knew in advance how dry it would be and brought a bunch of creams and moisturizers with me to combat that (and drank water like crazy). So we got exercise and stayed comfortable.
So…I know you’re curious…when I got home, I weighed the same as when I left. Now, I have 4 pounds to lose from the holidays, but Vegas didn’t make things any worse. Perhaps this SP stuff is FINALLY sinking in!