Chipotle.

Back in Beantown and things are looking up. While school has packed on the reading and writing assignments, I have dodged packing on the pounds. It doesn't help that Cambridge has added a Chipotle. The only problem with that place is you feel like a car being put together on an assembly line. Example:

Chipotle lady (vaguely smiling with hand already on tortilla...)
Me: I'll have...um...
CL: Your order.
Me: Yeah. Um. Fajita burrito bowl.
(Food somehow already assembled, there's rice, onions, peppers already down)
CL: Meat?
Me: Sure.
CL: WHAT KIND.
Me: Oh. Barbacoa.
(Introduce CL partner who has one hand on a spoon with salsa, another with sour cream...you get the idea.)

The whole interaction takes about .46 seconds. And if you're too slow, NFL draft style, the team behind you is allowed to take your pick. Very stressful. But also, very delicious. NOTE-- if you eat Chipotle, it's usually best to NOT schedule a run the next day. Buyers beware.

Meanwhile, scheduling runs has gotten a bit tougher. I have full days working in a school on Mondays and Thursdays that start at 7:30am, and Tuesday is class all day. And the evening run is getting harder because September is turning off the lights and it's dark by 7pm. Oh Summer, we hardly knew ye. Anyway-- if you're in town and up for a run, I could use the company. Let me know. Here's the current schedule.

Sunday: Prefootball run. Must be done by 1:00pm so I can cry in front of Arizona Cardinals games. DEREK ANDERSON. Sigh.
Monday: Day off
Tuesday: Run in gym (but what gym?) at 6:00pm OR day off
Wednesday: Morning Run
Thursday: Afternoon Run
Friday: Run anytime
Saturday: Run anytime

Rinse and repeat. That's the recipe for 20 miles per week that will have me set to go in Summer 2011 for official marathon training. Holy crap. Later skaters.