I returned from my honeymoon last night. Husband and I spent 7 days in beautiful Puerto Vallarta at the Dreams all-inclusive resort and spa. Red flag: all-inclusive. Or, as I consider it: (nearly) guaranteed diet failure.
The mini bar…stocked with juice, beer, and sodas. Included. The restaurants on the resort…ohhh the restaurants. Five in total serving from 8 am to 11 pm. Included. Before or after that…you, my friend, were ordering room service. At any hour of the day you can order room service (full menu). Included. If this wasn’t enough, the “preferred club” tower of rooms offered varying arrays of food and beverages throughout the day…in case picking up the phone and/or walking to a restaurant was a bit too much to bear. Included. Did I mention the beach and pool service? Forgive me. Included. There was that, too. About every 15 minutes, like clockwork, a resort staff member would approach you offering you a beverage of your choice: pina coladas, mojitos, daquiris, beer, dirty monkey, soda…you get the point. The calories flowed without cessation 24/7.
I got to thinking how this could be. While I wasn’t inhaling the buffets or drinking the bar dry, I thought a few fellers would’ve surely stuck around to torture me. It wasn’t until we picked up our new puppy that I thought maybe there was something in Puerto Vallarta working in my favor to ward off vacation weight……sleep!
While I embrace meeting the recommended 8-9 hours of sleep each night, husband and I surely exceeded this each night while on our honeymoon. Our room was just ten stories above the “adult only” pool on the resort, which was constantly occupied by a myriad of crunked adults. I actually heard one couple (from Canada, if that matters) state their disappointment in the swim-up bar not being in the adult-only pool. Let’s just say I can count my lucky stars that it was not, as I’m sure our twelve-hour sack sessions (give or take) would’ve been interrupted with even more drunken debauhery.
Lesson learned: sleeping does the diet good. And surely the same goes for the ill-mannered bulldogs out there.