Pass the salsa, please.
I used to hate Mexican food. Couldn't stand it. Now, I eat it just about once a week. I love it. I'm usually fairly good about it by ordering off the a la carte portion so I don't overeat. Two items (one with chicken) and some chips are enough. And salsa is one of the best health foods out there. Sometimes though, no matter how good Mexican food is going down, it isn't always the same later on. I once again learned this morning that a run longer than 3 miles 12 hours after a Mexican dinner isn't always a good thing, if you know what I mean. To say I won't eat Mexican food the night before any kind of run again is an understatement. I'll be saving it the day before a rest day. As Forrest Gump says, that's all I have to say about that.