I take the bus to and from campus. The bus stop is about a block from my building, and right in the middle of this tiny little walk is a Chipotle. Every day, getting off the bus, usually around dinner time, Chipotle calls to me. It's awful!
Yesterday, I almost went. It was late (almost 8pm) before I got home. I was hungry. My defenses where down, as I had just resisted a bunch of other delicious goodies. I wanted soo badly to stop in. I tried to justify it, saying that I could get something small, or eat only half of it. But I knew that it wouldn't turn out that way. As I walked past it, I chanted to my self "No to Chipotle, No to Chipotle, look at me walking straight past Chipotle".
And I went home, made myself lots of veggies, and some pasta with marina sauce and vegan "meat"balls. Whew! It was so hard, but I'm glad I didn't go there!