Backsliding

262. Damn! Somewhat predictable, though.

I returned to Ruski's last night. When I previously lived on te West End my place was a short city block from Ruski's, and I went there fairly often. I wasn't a regular--some whole weekends went by when I only went in twice--but I was familiar with the place. This was my first trip since I've moved back to the West End. I ate and drank moderately enough: two HSAs and a glass of red to wash down a bowl of white bean soup and a westender sandwich with a side of slaw. But I didn't run (the waddle thing I do that I call running) yesterday. I guess that accounts for the weight gain. The 4 cookies I had during the day probably didn't help either.

But it was nice to re-connect with Ruski's.