Author: Jessica

Izumi Tabata, Uzumi Tabta, Wezumi some Tabatas!

Today the tribe moved as one. In complete synchrony we sprinted, hoisteed, burpeed, plank hopped and sat-up high-fived. We were one good looking unit. That’s what it’s come to, we’ve all become the same freaking person. You can thank Izumi Tabata for that one. That’s right, he’s pretty much the Patches O’Hoolihan of Tabata workouts. I wish I could tell you that Tabatas were originally designed in the depths of a Chinese opium den and were used to torture the snack guy when he showed up late…but that might be stretching the truth…Dr. Izumi was Japanese. read more

Today the tribe was strong. Boston Strong.

Some of us are from Boston. Some of us are not. Some of us have run Boston. Some of us have never run a mile. Some of us have family there. Some of us don’t know a soul within the city’s limits. As different as we all are, there is one thing we all have in common: one year ago, we as a country, witnessed the tragedy that struck the city of Boston. read more

Jules Verne once told a story about some dude breaking records and traveling around the world in 80 days – NPSD did it in 30 minutes. Time to update your story old man.

It was a very exciting morning. I mean everyone was excited, even the guy in the RV tripping his balls off had something to get pumped about. I mean, who wouldn’t be jacked up? It’s freaking Wednesday! It’s Hump Day! It’s two-days-left-of-work-after-today day! It’s our official NP workout day! It’s hug EVERYBODY day (well, maybe don’t hug the guy in the RV) but what can we say, we LOVE Wednesdays. Lots of new faces, some faces we hadn’t seen in a while, and of course the usual gang of yahoos were all there – it was great freakin start to the best day of the week! read more

As sure as shit, it fucking rained in San Diego.
We felt like the kids who were finally caught mouthing off about their grandma’s cookies. Mother Nature decided to stick it to us this week, and actually rain during our workout. For an entire 22 minutes and 36 seconds, Mo Na tsunami’d down on the small but mighty tribe of San Diegans that showed up this morning going: yeah, I DARE you to rain, you biotch. And she did. read more

The forecast called for rain. No need Mo’ Nature! The grounds of San Diego are throughly saturated with the salty, sweet, sweat of the NPSD tribe. In fact Mo’ Na, why don’t you just forget that silly rain talk, and give us our usual dose sunshine…yeah, that’s what I’m talking about. We don’t need our tribe members feeling all Vitamin D deficient, especially when pretty much everyone PR’d today! Yup, you heard me. It’s not rocket science. It’s really pretty simple: read more

I’m shaking! Literally shaking! Is it from the workout? Is it from the excessive amount of caffeine I’ve already consumed today? While both of those are distinct possibilities; I think I’m shaking out of pure excitement. Literally, you should see me in Starbucks right now. I’m the creepy girl smiling at her computer while she types, yup that’s me. I’m super excited because the tribe is GROWING! Just thinking about the ridiculously good looking and kick ass people who rolled out of bed this morning is enough for me to forget about the agony of 90+ scissor lunges you all did today. read more

There were planks, straight, solid, hard as rich mahogany planks…and lots of em! (You sick bastards, I know what you were thinking!) But don’t worry, if the planks are too hard over the course of our 25 minute circuit, just drop to your knees… oh shit, who are we kidding! Today was full of inappropriate awesomeness, and we did it all while maintaining eye contact. Starting the day off right with some good bear hugs, fuck yeah’s and a slow turn to the right the NPSD crew took it to the hills and toasted a 25 minute its-always-bathingsuit-season-in-san-diego workout. San Diego Magazine joined the movement and got down n dirty with us this morning, so yes you crazy kids today was DOCUMENTED! Take that information to the dome and get excited! read more

I blacked out…what happened? No I’m not talking about our week in Jamaica…well, that’s another story. Here’s what I do remember: after the workout this morning, I saw Padula at the office. Yes the three of us November Project together AND work together, stop looking at me swan. But to be honest, I’m not really sure what happened after that. I DO know that the blog is late! My sincere apologies. Anyway, let me distract you from my tardiness with a peek at this month’s MADNESS! You’ll be too excited and it’ll be like this never happened! MARCH MADNESS! MARCH MADNESS! MARCH MADNESS! Yup, that’s right. Get on it. read more

Sorry if this post is a little late, my legs are still shaking, and I had to drag myself up the stairs to my apartment…

In honor of “Geometric February” the workout today was Partner Pyramids. Now I’ll venture to guess, the slaves that constructed the actual pyramids didn’t get the luxury of partners, but after today, I know those crazy cats were ripped! The Egyptians took on a serious risk enslaving those badasses. Speaking of historical badasses, enter the Spartans. Lets discuss the movie “300”, shall we? In a dramatic Hollywood rendition, “300” ridiculously muscular Spartan warriors marched into battle and took on entire armies to defend their way of life. Accurate? Hell No. Let me enlighten you: 300 was actually the Spartan’s benchmark for becoming a Warrior. Trust me, I’m a doctor. To prove themselves, every young Spartan, in the presence of his or her tribe (and in modern times a News Crew), had to complete 300 repetitions of grueling endurance and strength based exercises. And then, only if he or she survived, could they call themselves a Spartan Warrior. (Historical documents also describe a solo endeavor into the woods to fight off wolves or something silly. In San Diego, we have Bears…enough said). Well congratulations to all the San Diego Tribe Members – if you made it to the top of the Pyramid today, you did at least 300 Hoisties, push ups, throw downs and squat jumps…and then, just to stick it to history, you all Bear Crawled like a boss. read more

Love. Love. Love. It was all around!

So in preparation to write this blog, I wanted to compare our San Diego Love-fest to the top Love Story of all time. And while Lauren, Ashleigh and my’s story is incredible, it doesn’t quite meet box-office standards. Enter: Google. Well…I find this lovely list: the Top 100 Best Romantic Movies of All Time. Out of movies 1-5, I’d seen and was familiar with only one (#2, Gone With the Wind) – and frankly Scarlett, I just don’t give a damn. Which by the way, was NOT the ‘famous quote’ they had listed. When movie #6 turned out to be Broke Back Mountain, I decided a movie comparison to our workout…may not, well, work out. read more