Move over Dunkin’ — America runs on Taco Bell. Or at least a certain subset of iron-gutted ultra-runners does.
On Saturday, Oct. 5, about 1,200 registrants are expected to toe the line at the eighth annual International Taco Bell 50K Ultramarathon, a queasy urban adventure that challenges the quads and the colon in equal measure.
The Denver-based race, which is neither endorsed by or affiliated with Taco Bell corporate, invites what one participant calls a “special type of idiot” to run the 31-mile course and eat at nine out of 10 Taco Bells along the way.
Runners must order a real food item — drinks don’t count — and consume a Chalupa Supreme (a cheese-laden flatbread-encased taco) or Crunchwrap Supreme (an excessive mix between a burrito and a quesadilla) by stop number four.
By the eighth stop, these fast foodies must also devour a Burrito Supreme or Nachos Bellgrande — the latter being a 750-calorie bomb of beef, beans, nacho cheese sauce and sour cream.
They’re required to do it all within 11 hours — and without on-course performance-enhancing drugs like Pepto-Bismol and Alka-Seltzer. While the “official” rules don’t forbid vomiting, for full street cred, you’ve got to keep it down.
But ultimately, there are no winners. There are “survivors.”
