Some recovery to avoid sickness paired with a weekend in New Orleans for JazzFest derailed my training. There is nothing conducive to training about New Orleans. But it was good fun. Good food. Good music. And a needed break. Lots of sleep deprivation. Though I slept more this year than most. Saw everyone I wanted to see with the exception of Karl Denson (I'm jinxed) and Black Joe Lewis (sold out). Got to see some of my very favorites including Lost Bayou Ramblers, Rebirth, Soulive, Trombone Shorty, Bear Creek Allstars, Topsy Chapman, New Orleans Klezmer Allstars, Stanton Moore Trio, Walter Wolfman Washington and Dumpstaphunk.
The one thing about JazzFest... you're on your feet. A lot. Stiff knees. Edema. Sore feet. A blister. A few days of recovery and I'm ready to try the bike. I'm a bit scared to find out how it will feel. But I've got to start somewhere. Scared to step on the scale, too. But the food was totally worth it!
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