Chipotle might be my kryptonite. I love that place. I've eaten 3 meals in a row from Chipotle...not something I'm proud of, but also not necessarily something I'm ashamed of either. I thought that the worse thing about going Paleo would be missing Chipotle.
But, I've done great...aside from getting popcorn during my first week of Paleo, I haven't cheated. It took 4 weeks, but I've even stopped thinking about Chipotle on a daily basis.
Until today.
One of my dear friends & coworkers has a birthday this week. We always celebrate with lunch & dessert. She told me she wanted to meet at Chipotle (I'm blessed to have friends who share my love for that restaurant). All day yesterday, I was debating - do I get a burrito bowl or do I just bring a Paleo meal to lunch? I know, it's rude to bring outside food to a restaurant, but it's Chipotle we're talking about here. Everyone I talked to about my dilemma said "it's still healthy" or "just adding a little bit of rice won't hurt" or "you've completed enough of this challenge it's time to go back to eating normal now."
I was on the fence of what I should do...be a Paleo asspain or stick to my challenge. The fact that I was even on the fence was telling, because 2 weeks ago I would have looked for any excuse to cheat AND eat Chipotle. I kept thinking about what my trainer told me when I was struggling through my first week, "you committed to something, you need to follow through." I was finally feeling good & strong on Paleo, was I really going to throw that all away for a burrito bowl full of rice & cheese & chicken that is obviously marinated in cocaine?
As I was baking her favorite dessert last night, lemon cupcakes with raspberry cream cheese frosting (recipe coming soon), I licked the batter off the spatula, just to make sure the batter was delicious before putting it in the oven. BIG MISTAKE! Within 5 minutes my stomach was upset, I had terrible gas, I was bloated, & I felt gross. I still felt bad this morning, I woke up unrested & sluggish, I had a canker sore in my mouth, dark circles under my eyes, & I was going to be late for work.
That's all it took, this was going to be my downfall...the smallest bit of flour and sugar in my cupcake batter.
I knew I couldn't eat a non-Paleo meal of Chipotle...my body wouldn't accept it. So, that was it, I was bringing my own lunch. Luckily I had some chicken & veggies in my fridge, ready to go. Then about 10 minutes before lunch, I thought, 'what an asspain bringing my lunch to a restaurant when they have my favorite meal, maybe I'll just eat Chipotle.' Then a dear friend said to me, "When have you ever cared about being an asspain? Just bring your lunch, it's not that hard." Well, no truer statement has been said - I don't care if people think I'm an asspain, I'll continue to do what's best for me. & it really wasn't hard.
I thought I might change my mind once I got to Chipotle, saw their beautiful burritos, & smelled their cocaine chicken. But, I didn't! I ate the lunch that I brought...the real kicker was the birthday girl didn't even come to lunch! She bailed on us last minute because she was caught in a meeting.
Oh well, at least now I know how strong I am :)
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