Puzzled...but happy.

I don't think I'll ever quite understand how it works.  How I can have a GREAT week, stay on target, not feel deprived, feeling GOOD, and finally break that 295 plateau.  And then....

I've been on vacation this week.  Or, a staycation if you will.  I've taken the week off to putter around the house and take care of some appointments that I've been putting off--including taking the boy in to the DMV to get his license.  Yesterday the wife and I took the kids to a beach on Lake Michigan and then a surprise visit to my brother and sister-in-laws. 

Vacation time is dangerous.  It's the lack of structure; the feeling that I'm taking a break from normal routine which bleeds over into my eating and exercise habits.  I wouldn't say I'm out of control or binging, but my focus is most definitely lacking.

So, what do I do?  Sit here and bemoan the fact that I'm failing?  Whine about undoing my great way-in last week?  Worry about if I'm strong enough?

No, I don't think so.  See, even though it puzzles me how quickly this up and down, back and forth can turn around, I find I'm not terribly, worried.  I'm approaching a shame cliff, but there's still considerable distance until I get there. 

Life is so much more difficult than fretting about food and diet. This staycation has been a much needed respite.  I know that food does not necessarily have to be part of that respite...but it has been nice to take a break from that too.

But, it's still a puzzle.