There are many foods I crave on an almost near constant basis, but nothing may top this list quite like Chipotle. I have been known to eat Chipotle burritos and burrito bowls for days in a row at a time. How about we all agree they must be infusing crack into their food and that this has nothing to do with my absolute lack of control over my insatiable appetite.
I was able to make it to the gym again today during my lunch period. 40 minutes on the treadmill, 3.88 miles, four 800m “sprints” (9:00 mile pace? 8:30 mile pace? Former four year cross country star within me cries) with 400m cool down jogs in between. Damn was it hard. I think my legs are beat from running four out of the last six days after not seriously exercising for practically four months.
What does this have to do with Chipotle?
My boyfriend came to meet me after my workout, and I couldn’t resist when he suggested having lunch together before returning to the office even if I had packed my lunch again today. Of course, Midtown is quite the black hole when it comes to lunch options. And Chipotle, only being a block away, became our destination.
I resisted the call of the burrito and burrito bowl, good girl that I kind of am, and opted for the salad. No sour cream, no rice, and only a tiny portion of cheese. It was still delicious. But now to avoid sodium for the rest of the day …