Author: Jessica

Race Everything. It was in the air. It was on our socks. More importantly, yet equally as fashionable, it was in our hearts this morning. We called you out, then we made you call each other out. We didn’t give you that last lap when your final burpee landed on 30:02. Why? Because now you know that you can always push a little harder. Now you know you can be even more badass next time. Here at NPSD we hug excessively, we wear bright neon colors, we never deal with ice or snow, but don’t let that sway you into thinking we are soft. Here in SD, we don’t just race on PR day. We don’t just push when the camera is rolling. And the ferocity with which we attack every workout, does not waver when the workout is over. Here in SD, we race everything. And we’re damn good at it too. read more

The sun barely peeked over the clouds this morning. There were no birds. Even the lowly earthworms scurried deeper into their dirty haven as the natural world prepared itself for the impending Armageddon.

Today we ran a 6k. Correction, today we raced a 6k. Actually, if we’re being totally honest, today we DESTROYED a 6k. The sleepy beachfront homes of PB met the sun with a rainbow of neon in it’s wake. The salty dock-hands opened Crystal Pier with a  tsunami of color rising at it’s gate. The bacon stained scent of Kono’s was whipped towards the sea as we sprinted past it’s still dark windows. And if that didn’t show the beach we were here to race, there’s always the massive finishers tunnel that stretched along the pier. A glowing mass welcoming the racers into the homestretch, with sun gleaming on their now sweaty faces. Did we wake people up? Probably. Did we scare the hotel guests into thinking there was an earthquake? Most likely. Did we rise and shine? Fuck yeah we did. Well done racers, well done. read more

The SD world was flipped upside down this morning. Like, Pablo Picasso painting the Willy Wonka Chocolate Factory, upside down. Our PR workout became the Tatum Channing. We, the assembly of NP, got booted off the stairs. We learned people are moving away. Our pets heads are falling off! (Don’t worry, Cooper is just fine). And yet with all of that chaos – y’all still rocked the PR, albeit backwards, and Magic Mike would be proud! It was also a day to remember. A day to take note of the community you are part of and realize that this Family extends long beyond SD. Today we were reminded to hug a little longer, smile a little bigger and race a little faster. #FastAsSam And you all responded as big, and as bright as we knew you would. Great job today tribe. read more

Did you #JustShowUp today? Did you Voodoo? Did you walk away with grass in your hair and a fire in your eyes? Did you go home and take a double granola, protein, with sprinkles on top, Acai bowl to the dome and…fuck, you’re still hungry? Did you you leave K. Sessions this morning smiling and slightly delerious? Are you still smiling? You, yes you. You. The badass, unicorn slaying, tough as nails, racing machine. You are November Project. You are also the reason there are no unicorns left…but we won’t hold that against you. read more

You’ll never guess what today is! National Hugging Day! It’s true. No lie. So basically what that means for the NP attendees today is that you’re super ready for today and all the hugs it may hold. While we appreciate most hugging styles as a “better than handshake form of affection” we are partial to the hips in, full on, bear hug. (Think back to Padula’s demonstrations on Monday…and you all thought she just wanted to make the crew guys uncomfortable). We’ve prepped you well tribe! You are ready NPSD! You are prepared! Go! Hug the world! For free! Represent NP well and make strangers slightly uncomfortable with those bear hugs! Oh yeah, and nice job on the workout today. read more

Today we raced, and there are no pictures to prove it. Today you did 8 straight minutes of Hoisties and push ups, and the only people who know its true, did them with you. Sometimes it’s not about the pictures. Sometimes it’s not about tagging yourself, or the “likes” you get online. Today there will be one picture. A  picture of US. It’s not to show someone who wasn’t there how badass or sweaty we are. It’s to remind you of the hugs you had, the high fives you gave, and the reasons you got your ass out of bed today. The rest of it, we were there. We know what you accomplished. We know you’re a badass and that you gave it a million percent up that hill. Are pictures fun, sure. But today, take a minute, and remember this morning without the photos. The memories you have are what keep you coming back. They’re what keep you asking that friend to #justshowup. They’re what make this community what it is, because without you, all of our memories would be lacking. Get out there and attack Monday like you did this morning…The tribe is strong, and we know it. read more