A Story of Firsts

Holy shit guys this is really happening. We are starting up the blog.

What is the blog you ask?

It’s a place for us to talk about… well anything really. It’s a place for us to talk about the deep questions like, “who is louder, Michelle or Steve? “

Or maybe to fawn over the pictures of the dogs in our group.

Really just anything you want to talk about you can.

So, let me start by introducing myself.

HEY! My name is Adi.

I’ve been coming to NP Kelowna for just over a year now, and before that I went to NP Canada for about a year and a half. and it’s quite possibly the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I have met the coolest folks and have been able to experience the best of times.

But how did you start going you ask? Well here is the story.

It started like most do, on a cold Boxing Day morning in Edmonton. So, like COLD. One of my closest friends had just come back from her year at Hong Kong and she only had two days in Edmonton before she headed out. Anyway, she had been a regular at NP Hong Kong and was adamant about me trying NP too. So, I dragged my lazy ass out of bed to see this girl and meet a group of complete strangers at 6 fucking AM to run(??). In the cold. WHAT.

So, we get to the area and there is group of folks all happily, cheerily chatting away with head lamps and tuques and mitts on. We stand in the back and as soon as we joined the group everyone absorbed us in. We were like a bunch of penguins huddled to stay warm. Then the leaders there, Jen and Nadim hop up start the bounce. We probably did some random yelling. Said some stupid stuff, but boy was that fun. And the suddenly it was time for the workout.

My first workout was stairs and boy did it chew me up and spit me out. By the time I got to the top I swear I was hallucinating. I was a strange mix of freezing to boiling in my 100+ layers of clothing.

I was ready to call it. I’m done. No more. It’s not for me. I started stumbling away from the stairs to take a break. That’s when a group of others came by, high-fived me told me to keep going and I’m doing great. Freaking platitudes man. I was done. Who can do this. Freaking Olympians. But my friend came by, and her and I ran down together. We started High-Fiving people coming up. I didn’t know it back then, but man that gives me so much hype! By the time we got to the bottom, I wanted to go again. So, we did. It got a bit easier, my lungs didn’t want to jump out of my chest. I knew what was coming. The sense of we are all doing this together got to me and kept me going. The hugs, the high-fives and the good times is what still keeps me going.

Fast forward a couple weeks and I’m hooked. I’m going to every single workout and I’m getting to know the group and I’m one of them. I went from a night person sleeping at midnight or 1 to someone wakes up at 5. And I couldn’t have been happier. It’s easy to sleep in and be normal, but where’s the fun in that. You can always sleep later, but this time of day, early in the morning where we have the whole city for ourselves, it’s magical. There is no other way to describe it. It is a time of day that we can call our own.

So, here’s what I want you to do. Think of your first work out. Remember the sense of community, the energy, the excitement. FEEL THE FREAKING HYPE. Think of the bounce. Again, think of the bounce. Remember all this and bring it when you come on Wednesday 6:29 at the Sails. Remember, #justshowup and I’ll see you there.

Stay Crazy,

Adi

P.S Hey Crew, remember to follow us on our social media for all the fun things and info
Facebook: November Project Kelowna: Social Group
Instagram: @novemberprojectkelowna

Share via socials:
FacebooktwitterFacebooktwitter

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

To submit the form, please solve this simple math problem *