Katie, the two Sarahs and I have been trying to meet up for weeks. For some reason (maybe because SR is always too busy running 232 miles in 3 days?) we haven’t been able to make it happened until today.
“El Ranchito” means little ranch.
“Quieres mas?” means the waiter is offering to bring you more tequila even if you’re face down in your tacos.
“Put some hot sauce on my burrito baybeee!” means you’re being hit on.
The restaurant was close enough for me to walk (and dodge having to risk a drunken call for a cab) so I arrived early. The waiter rocked and immediately offered me a margarita. I don’t want to lose my Mexicard or anything, but I usually don’t like margaritas!?! Sorry brown Jesus.
Then, the other Sarah arrived and our party got real.(source: SkinnyRunner)
I ordered Fresco Relleno and Taco combo. It was a grilled chicken taco and a chilli topped with veggies and cheese. Normally chili rellenos come super greasy and cheesy but this one was packed of veggies.
We chatted about how I ditched the girls Ragnar team and suck
We also chatted about birth control and RUNNING (or how to run away from your husband so you don’t need BC).
Seriously though, the Sarahs are kicking azz with running and I am runspired to get it together. Finally. I just called my mom to ask if she’ll accompany me to a race because Ben says I’m on my own for the next one. If she bails, wanna come with me?
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