When Mike and I go to San Diego, we stay at this same hotel along a bike path that takes you over to Mission Beach. Along the way, there is a Wahoo’s Fish Tacos we park our bikes at and eat away. It’s usually on the way back after a LONG 20-30 mile ride across San Diego and we usually wash it down with a well deserved Sierra Mist.
Anyway, I wanted to recreate the tacos, because they are awesome! So here is my recipe:
1 cup of cilantro
3/4 cup miracle whip
1/2 cup of lime juice
(add more lime juice is sauce is dry)
4 tilapia fillets
Warm skillet on medium heat, add a little olive oil, and place 4 tilapia fillets on the skillet. Sprinkle garlic salt and cajun seasoning on top. Flip over fillets when browned. Season tilapia fillet on the other side. When fillet is cooked, cut into slices and remove fom the skillet. Warm corn tortillas.
Sauce: Add one cup of cilantro, 3/4 cup of miracle whip, and 1/2 cup of lime juice into a blender. Blend together ingredients until it becomes a sauce. If not “saucy” enough, add more lime juice.
Apply as topping.
So I want to critique myself after my last race in Cloudcroft. I really want to write down what I was thinking during a race, but I always forget. I really suggest to anyone that you keep a notebook of any kind of racing you do. I really regret not doing that the past three years.
The HUGE thing I regret is not practicing for the race. One week of training is not enough. This winter I was really behind on riding. I felt lke I lost a whole year of riding and I know in any situation its quicker to lose your abilities faster than you gaining an athletic ability.
It started out great. I pushed really hard, but the race had a lot of uphill. I am glad I stayed at the front of the pack, but I really think I should have backed off a little just to make sure my legs didn’t burn out. Believe it or not (if anyone knew how I rode), I was better on the downhill than the uphill. I am known for my hill climbs, but I think I was having a hard time because I pushed too hard.
This is what I looked like at the end. Hot. Zipper down on my jersey. Out of breath. Fish face (see Fitness Topics). And not happy.
But hey, I was second in my category at least.