I don’t like bananas.
The snack buffet following pretty much every single race, no matter how big or small, prominently features bananas. They are a magical fruit for athletes, boasting oodles of potassium and magnesium and energy-filled carbs. They’re easily transportable and come in nature’s own handy little carrying case!
And I, like Ron Swanson, also happen to find them utterly disgusting.
The taste, the texture, the smell, all want to make me vomit.
Every year or so, I try eating one again, just to make sure I still don’t like them, and every time, I spit out the mushy bite almost instantly.
I’ve forced bananas into my diet via smoothies, masking their putridness with heavy amounts of protein powder, yogurt and berries. But that’s as good as it’s getting, folks. — Mags
Bad Angel Rules for Running 
I’m a banana lover but almost every time I buy them they get forgotten until they’re black. Yuck.
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And here I thought I was the only person in the world who dislikes bananas. Yes, everything about them. Oh yes, I also dislike peanut butter.
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Yes, we have no bananas, we have no bananas today.
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I love bananas. Combine them with peanut butter, chocolate, or just on their own — they are delicious. However, after a race, I never want one. For that matter, I don’t want bagels or granola bars. The vast majority of your typical post-race offerings never tickle my appetite. Give me oranges and pizza instead!
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I’m a post-race pretzels and chocolate milk gal myself.
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