I’m the kind of runner who believes that for each hour of running you are entitled to order one giant Chinese entree. Today’s effort netted me Szechuan fried pork loin, a massive egg foo yung, and a pile of beefy green beans. Yay running.
I’m the kind of runner who believes that for each hour of running you are entitled to order one giant Chinese entree. Today’s effort netted me Szechuan fried pork loin, a massive egg foo yung, and a pile of beefy green beans. Yay running.
Shit-darn! I still owe myself a pad kee mao and an order of larb from my 4 hours yesterday. I only got 2 entrees for dinner last night.