I just got back from a week with the fam at Disneyland and Laguna beach. It was a great time and it was great to get away for a while. I dropped the exercise routine for a week and indulged my natural man, sleeping in, eating crap, and *gasp* drinking soda. And boy, do I love Coke. I remembered how good it tastes at a restaurant with dinner. If that stuff were good for you I'd be in awesome shape.
I'm still adjusting to the change of pace and back into the exercise/work mode. I didn't P90X this morning but I'm going to try and do it this afternoon if I can. I haven't fallen off the wagon; no, not at all. I have just stepped off for a bit, and now I am climbing back on.