I’ve found an unusual new way to motivate you into losing weight. Ever since coming back down to earth from a trip to Las Vegas, I’ve felt heavy and lethargic.
Not because of the rich American food, you understand (although that hasn’t helped.) No; while I was out there, I went up on a zero gravity flight, and since having that lighter than air feeling, nothing on earth will feel the same again!
After a light breakfast and a training session. Then we were told the surreal news that The Osbournes would be joining us on the flight. After spending the first two days wandering round Vegas, blinking and pinching myself, wondering when I was going to wake up from this bizarre dream, and now this? I couldn’t quite believe it.
Waiting for Takeoff
We were told that Jack was filming Celebrity Adrenalin Junkie, and he was bringing Ozzy and Sharon along too! Even when they got on the plane just before takeoff, I thought, ‘no, it can’t be,
they must be lookie-likies.’
During the flight, we experienced three types of gravity. The first was Martian Gravity, or one third of your weight. The closest feeling I can describe is bouncing up and down on my parents’ bed with my sister, and the heady, giggly feeling I got when I was bouncing upwards while my sister was bouncing down! The second gravitational flight was that of Lunar gravity, the exact feeling the Apollo astronauts would have felt on the moon. This is one sixth of your weight, or for me, weighing less than my two year old son. This too was a wonderful feeling, marred only slightly by the uneasy feeling I was about to have a nosebleed – I didn’t really fancy droplets of my blood floating around – what a faux pas! (Especially when everyone was eating M&Ms and drinking spherical globules of water in mid air…not good.)
When the plane was coming out of its parabolic trajectory and we were about to fell the force of gravity again, they shout “Feet down, coming out!” and we all had to lie on the floor and fix on a spot on the ceiling so we didn’t feel motion sickness. Lifting up your hand is really hard at this point, you feel like you’re a magnet on a very large, padded fridge.
I really don’t go for tons and tons of comps, (honest!) I just get a feeling about which ones I’m in with a good chance of winning. For the Vegas comp, it was promoting Toshiba and the new Star Trek film, so I had to buy a Toshiba DVD player (we needed one anyway) AND write a slogan. Fortunately for me, the characters in the film were the same as the old Star Trek show (I’m not a Trekkie) so I wrote a cheeky poem including all the characters:
Toshiba’s ab-SULU-tely great, that’s what I hear
With my two SPOCK ears on either side and a final front-ier
Going boldly through zero gravity, my BONES feel light as air
Great SCOTT! Hope that’s not the Captain’s log floating over there!
Even without the zero-g flight, Vegas is quite an experience. Pure hedonism. My favourite moments were having lunch in The Restaurant at the Top of the World, (or rather, the Stratosphere) towering 1,149 feet above Las Vegas, with stunning views of The Strip with all its hotels, and the surrounding mountain ranges. Our friendly host Rob came and pointed out landmarks and chatted about the wonderful things to do while we were there. I was told not to leave my handbag near the window, as the floor revolves but the windows don’t. More than one diner has lost her handbag; if they’re lucky they will be reunited with it 90 minutes later.
My husband didn’t fancy Vegas, so he stayed at home with the kids (he’s a legend) and I took a friend called Julia because her husband won’t fly; she rarely leaves the country. Plus, she’s been an absolute angel, babysitting the kids, feeding us and taking Jim to pub quiz every week, so it was my way of saying thankyou.
Julia wanted to treat me to a show; she suggested Cirque du Soleil. Initially I resisted because my preconception was all a bit too Saturday night TV for me. I finally relented at the Cirque du Soleil production of Love, featuring music by the Beatles remixed by George Harrison and Paul McCartney. The opening track was “Because” and that was it, I was hooked. I had goosebumps from start to finish (which had little to do with the overzealous air conditioning.)
Two hours with no interval just flew by. I can thoroughly recommend going to a “Cirque” show; I balked at the cost (usually over 100 dollars at ticket, although we got ours at a discount rate from Tix for Tonight) but I can see now where every cent was spent; in production and choreography and costumes, not to mention the stunning new soundtrack and accompanying film.
Having been a “Vegas Virgin” and having no desire to go there, I was determined to keep an open mind and just enjoy what was going on around me. Now I’m back, I dream about flying in zero gravity, and would love to do it again, although at five grand a pop I’m not sure I ever will. Better keep doing those competitions…