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.
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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.