To save money, I’ve been bringing my lunch to work for the past month and a half. It started with the goal of bringing my lunch every day during December, and it became habit. So I continued it into January. Prior to this goal, I was buying lunch every day that I was in the office. I was easily spending close to $100/month this way.
Yesterday, I got lazy. I didn’t bring my lunch. I went for my old standby – a chicken fajita burrito bowl from Chipotle.
Maybe it was because it didn’t have cheese* this time, but the burrito bowl was good but not the OMG GOOD that I remember.
* Right now I’m avoiding all dairy to see if it has an effect on my complexion. Hence the no cheese. I need to get some non-dairy cheese.
And it was a lot of food. (Maybe because I didn’t ask for easy rice, so it was more rice than I was used to.)
Today, it was back to my usual black bag (the color of my insulated lunch bag) lunch. Tuna salad sandwich and an orange.
And I wasn’t even sad that I wasn’t eating Chipotle. Or Five Guys. Or Potbelly. Or Noodles & Co. Or any of the carry out places around here.
Even though Chipotle is literally outside my window and I see their sign every time I walk into my office. Mocking me.
It’s funny how your perspective changes when you force yourself to change habits. I used to drink Diet Coke all the time, during college and then my first few years in the working world. A few years ago, I stopped. I don’t remember why. It might have been one of the years I gave up all “junk” for Lent, or maybe I just wanted to avoid “diet” food. Anyway, now when I drink diet pop, it tastes so gross to me. I’d rather have regular pop … but really I’d rather have seltzer + juice or iced tea. But once upon a time, I thought Diet Coke tasted good.
I used to fall off the fitness bandwagon really easily. I’d go to the gym a few times a week for a few weeks, then skip a day, lose momentum, and eventually stop altogether. I think that’s one of the forces that makes me stick to regularly running and working out. I know how easily I’ve lost momentum in the past. I’m worried if I skip more than a couple days (that aren’t legitimately necessary rest days), I’ll fall off the wagon altogether. I’ve been working out so consistently for the past two years that it feels weird to get home from work and not workout in some way. But two days of coming home not doing anything? It starts to feel good.
What are some habits that you’ve forced yourself to break or adopt?