I say this tongue in cheek as I woefully report that the scale was up 4 lbs this AM. So those extra carbs each day, all of that wine, negligible fiber, and eating three meals out a day, did matter. Well there's always a bright side and it could have been so much more. I really thought I handled things pretty well. There were many times I passed on even a bite of dessert, turned down the bread basket, choose grilled fish or a salad over something not so good for me.
But then there was all that extra wine each day, those complimentary happy hours with all the homemade dips, chips, hot appetizers. I resisted the homemade muffins and breads at breakfast but a few times I had a small lemon scone. I think I was having coconut bread withdrawal! Little slips here and there. I didn't think they would matter so much.
We stayed for the first time, at a bed and breakfast for three days. It was a lovely villa owned by two men, Jerry and Harold. We had a beautiful suite with our own patio, fireplace, sitting area. It was very private, but the breakfasts were french toast, homemade waffles, fruit. Very heavy on the carbs. One morning I mentioned I always eat poached eggs in the morning, and Jerry, the owner was more than happy to let me make my own. He loved the lesson I gave him, and I made two for him as well. At 5:30 we would come back from our day out of tasting and touring, and Jerry had wonderful cheeses, breads and what seemed like a never ending bottle of wine flowing. He was a wonderful host and I teared up saying goodbye to him. I wasn't sure if a B&B was for me, but this one was very nice.
|Our suite at the Villa|
|Unloading the car at Villa Bella Messina- that's me on the left, and my sister-in-law helping me out!|
|View from our cottage patio|
I may have had a gain while away, but compared to past vacations, when I went on a full out, eat whatever I wanted for the week binge, this one was different. I really saw that even with some slips, I had made some real changes in my lifestyle. Not just to lose weight, but because I think it is the right way to eat. Diet soda didn't touch my lips, even though one of my travelling companions has a real addiction to it, and we made frequent stops to replenish her supply. The creme brulee someone ordered for dessert didn't look so tempting to me. It's my favorite dessert and I didn't have any. The carbs were still a bit of a problem, but instead of having a scone one morning, I had some cantaloupe instead. Aside from the eggs, everything else on the breakfast buffet was a BFC no no. Waffles, breads, muffins, juices. So I figured fresh cantaloupe was a better choice. I made consious choices of what to eat. I felt good doing it.
I miss that beautiful part of northern California, and you know I love the wine. I tasted so many wonderful wines. We love to go to the less known, appointment only, type tastings and they really do treat you well. Often they serve some delicious cheeses, and crackers. One vineyard had the chef make us small tarts of puff pastry topped with carmelized onions to eat with their pinot noir we were drinking. It was delicious, but I didn't over do it.
|Tasting room at Hall Rutherford Vineyard|
|The pool at the Wine Country Inn|
Thought for the day: "A man travels the world over in search of what he needs and returns home to find it."
— George Moore