The Return to Normal Life

So, I am back from vacation.  I gained 7.5 lbs, but that is not the focus of this post.  I also gained the confidence that I can eat and be merry for a prescribed amount of time and then return to what I would consider eating to live and not living to eat.  Eating in the south is a challenge, so I made the decision to enjoy the flavors and different foods.  I walked what seemed like a million miles, so I knew that some of the increase in calories would be a wash.  I did not eat with reckless abandon, but I did try everything I wanted to try.  The southern cooks take perfectly good food like squash and smother it in bacon, butter, and flour.  It was almost impossible to eat in a healthful manner in Louisiana at least while one is on vacation.  Everything is fried.  Everything that is listed as grilled, is also grilled in oil of some kind.  So, I went with the flow.  I ate until I was full and left the rest.  I ate pralines and bread pudding.  I ate what tasted good and frankly, everything was delicious.  Everything.
The point of my post today isn't a criticism of the south, but really that upon my return, I went back to my plan of healthful eating.  It feels good to say that.  I was so concerned prior to vacation that 2.5 weeks off plan would do me in and I would not be able to regain the control.  But, I did, and I am.  As far as the 7.5 goes, 3 of it is already gone as of today.  It is progress as far as I am concerned.  I like it.