New Orleans 70.3 looks good” said I, to my coach Lubos, “but so does Texas 1 week later: which one should I do?”
“You do both.”
We arrived in New Orleans to my hotel of choice: a mingballs Super 8 motel overlooking a 3-lane turbo-charged highway. A notoriously light sleeper, I used silicone earplugs combined with headphones that warbled out heavy rain ‘ambience’ to shut out the noise. It kind of worked.