"....Oh well, there's blackjack, poker
and a roulette wheel
A fortune won and lost on every deal
All you need is money and nerves of steel
Viva Las Vegas, Viva Las Vegas...."
Gotta love The King. And since I was just in Sin City visiting my parents, what a more fitting (and dee-lish) way to pay tribute to Elvis than with this week's smoothie. Uh-huh, you got that right - peanut butter and banana.
If I could put bacon in this smoothie you betcher ass I would.
I did cross a major hurdle that might not be so challenging to some but for me it was a very empowering experience. Drumroll here - I worked out in foreign territory way out of my comfort zone AND managed to drop 3 pounds in Las Vegas! Good grief. Someone give that girl a cheeseburger already.
On the slim chance (haha I got a million of 'em, hurry back) that I haven't lost you yet...zzzzzzzz
here's how I did it:
I was in Vegas for about 10 days. First morning I woke up and laced my trusty sneakers and headed out for a walk. Nothing exciting but it was the habit I was creating and DISCIPLINE to tell my body this felt good. And seriously it did. Vegas has so many beautiful places but it's also easy to get swept up in the buffets and bright lights.
First stop is usually TJ's or Sprouts for some healthy reserves to keep around the house. When I'm away from my BlendTec I rely on finding some green juice made with the least amount of sugar possible. Heck - no rule says you can't have a salad for breakfast. Toss a few pear slices, some raw nuts and call it good.
It's Vegas - anything goes.
I tried to get moving at least every other morning. My routine was pretty consistent and quite entertaining. I ended up being an undercover agent in my mom's neighborhood. I was debriefed the SECOND I returned.
"What's going on over at Crazy Mary's house? I saw cars."
Uh, the maids were there, Ma.
"I saw Skinny Pete outside - I hope you didn't talk to him. Did you? You'll be trapped for hours."
No, didn't stop to chat because I was SWEATING, Ma, not strolling and gathering intel.
A 2 mile run with some intervals along the way. I added walking lunges and picked strategic places to catch my breath.
Bench dips, jacknives (most effective yet hated), plank push ups
(40 of each in 4 sets of 10)
gave me a great view.
Yes, all in Vegas, y'all.
entire workout only took about 45 minutes each morning
For some reason, the buffets have lost their siren effect on my brain. Helloooo, maybe it was the exercise and healthy intentions I set each morning. Aha, I'm starting to see a pattern here. Needless to say, buffets are a BIG part of the daily routine when I visit. I stuck to eggs, steamed veggies, salads and clean protein (steamed shrimp, sliced turkey, baked chicken) and avoided saucy, creamy, gooey creations. I did have 2 cheats during the week: a bagel with lox & cream cheese and a half order of french toast with bacon.
My taste buds (and my butt) were not disappointed.
Self control feels fanFREAKINtastic.
oh please, who am I kidding, someone needs to mention self control to the slot machines. I know I'm not supposed to have hate in my heart. (it takes up room where goodness cannot live, right?)
I hated those one-armed bandits this trip.
I felt like I was in 4th grade and spent all my allowance on something shiny and plastic.
It breaks. I'm out.
Good thing I have Elvis to remind me things will be ok.
The King's Vegas Smoothie
A frozen banana
2 T peanut butter
1 C Almond Milk
1 Scoop Vanilla Protein Powder
Maple Cream (uh-huh I did that)
Add ice & water for consistency and toss a handful of greens in there to keep yourself honest.
Viva Las Vegas!