Poor Jenn has taken a week off from the WIAW hosting duties. It’s sad that she started something so cool but people have taken advantage of it — using the platform as a way to share their own personal recipes or agenda. And while I stand in solidarity with Jenn and hope she comes back to the party soon, I couldn’t resist sharing my eats from yesterday, because I had Chipotle. And if you get Chipotle and don’t share it with the world, did it even happen?
I woke up bright and early yesterday for a staff meeting so breakfast was pretty sweet. Don’t you love it when other people feed you?
I had a cinnamon raisin bagel with a little cream cheese (not the biggest plain cream cheese fan but I went with it). The staff meeting was bittersweet because we were saying goodbye to our store manager who is moving to Minnesota next week. The lucky gal gets to work in the Mall of America, aka ride rollercoasters on her break.
Half of us look like we’re on our deathbed because we attended a 6am bootcamp before the meeting. Did I mention that? There’s nothing like taking an Uber at 5:30 in the morning. It’s hilarious because I think the driver expects you to be hammered and on your way home, when in reality I just rolled out of bed and needed a warm moving vehicle to get me to my workout or I never would have gone.
Here’s what yesterday’s tabata workout looked like:
Tabata w/ 8 Rounds of :20/:10 Work/Rest/Movement w/ 1min Rest Between of:
- MAX Row Effort
- Body Bar Front Rack Reverse Lunges
- Pull Ups
- Horseshoes from the box
- Med Ball Ground to Overheads
- MAX Sprint Runs
- One Arm KB Thrusters (Alternating Hands/Round)
After the staff meeting I came home and did some writing before I had to head back to work for the night. Lunch included leftover pizza from Sunday night. I really want to stop eating it, but hey I spent the time and money on it and it keeps me from having to go grocery shopping for one more day.
I volunteered to stay late at work which brought my total to eight hours in the store yesterday. I know, I know…eight hours is the normal amount that most full-time people work every day. But have you ever worked eight hours in RETAIL? You’re ON for eight hours, no breaks, on your feet. The minute I walked out of the store there was nothing else I could do except, you guessed it, CHIPOTLE.
Not the most interesting day, but sometimes you live a semi-normal life and don’t think about how it will reflect on the blog 😉
- What’s your Chipotle order?
- Are you a bagel eater? When I used to diet, I steered clear of bagels. Now, I love them!