So I survived the P-fork weekend, and I return! For those who don't know, Pitchfork Music Festival is this big indie music outdoor festival in Chicago, and I was covering it for this site called Heave Media. It was a great weekend, had some friends come and stay with me, and made sure to burn some calories in the process.
So I knew I would be standing allllll weekend in the heat, so I felt it best to push my 7 mile workout back until, well actually later this evening. Since my legs felt jello-ish after 4 miles, I didn't want to spend the weekend with sore legs and possibly bleeding (yay the gross stuff from running!) so I opted to spend the weekend forcing myself to dance in public in the name of cardio. And did I! I spent a lot of time at the dj stage. Saturday night (despite technical difficulties) I danced my butt off for the entire Girl Talk (a dj) set, busting out some crazy moves. Everyone was dancing and have a great time despite the sound issue.
But I really kicked it up a notch on Sunday. This band Klaxons were performing, and my friend Amy and I got prime spots up near the front. You can go check out the band, and realize that their music is hard and fast. The crowd went CRAZY! Moshing, dancing, screaming. I ended the night dancing in the middle of a dance circle with glowsticks. I felt like I was in the 90's at a rave, for reals. After the show my hair and clothes were soaked with sweat, but man did I have fun. I had some minor bruises, but it was totally worth it. Now if only every workout could include a mosh pit, I'd be pretty happy.
Off to the grocery store. I'm on my last cans of ancient tuna, so I really need to go. Then meeting Amy at the gym tonight for an EPIC RUN of 7 miles. Hope my legs don't fall out!
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