Author: Paulleak

Most of the time, I have a lot to say. Most of the time I talk way too much, give super detailed directions, even at times interrupt people to get in my two cents.  Today, the actions, kindness, and generosity of this amazing group of people left me speechless.

10 days ago, I had my bike stolen. “Where did you leave your bike?” I remember looking outside and saying, “Right there across the..” It hit me, it was gone.  Lock cut, bike gone, zero evidence left for anyone to see.  Now, New York City has some notorious bike thieves.  Kryptonite named one of their locks New York City, and even has an insurance policy attached to it.  Yes, I own one of these locks but of course I was not using it in this instance.  But it was gone.  I was speechless when it happened.  Yea, bikes get stolen all the time, but nah that would never happen to me. The funny thing was I was not even phased at the time.  I didn’t know what to think and definitely not what to say.  It didn’t really hit me, but then I thought: I’m not hurt, I’m not injured, it’s only stuff. read more

Many of you have asked questions around the “how” of November Project.  How is this movement able to exist?  Able to sustain?  Able to grow?  Most of the answers to “how” come back to you.  Members of each tribe.  You show up, you work out, you recruit, and you come back week after week.  You are the reason the movement exists. read more

This morning started as another normal NYC morning.  Coach had the workout planned every step of the way. While he was finishing up the last touches we called the newbies in to introduce themselves to the 5:28 group.  In steps in Ivonne, and without missing a beat takes over and just starts initiating herself.  SHE GETS IT.  And that is something we deal with, is that some people just don’t “get us.” Whether it is someone who shows up for the first time, or some of our neighbors who working out in the park next to us, or the commuters on their bikes next to the river. read more

Workout quality is one of the ideals we hold high in NYC. While others worry about numbers, and having the most the most picturesque workout spots, we make sure that our workouts are FIERCER than anyone’s while having the most fun….. and the most photos of any tribe.  Back in June 2014, we started our #SummerFridays with 4 weeks of some of the hardest, bloodiest (our bad), fucking badass workouts that have happened this side of the Mississippi. read more

And here is her first blog post….. Take it away Jeanie:

As I was running through the darks streets of Brooklyn this morning, I started to reflect on how I first became a runner. When I was in school, I was pretty lost trying to figure out which sport was right for me. I tried out for many of them, and sadly never got picked. I sat the bench at lots of basketball games. I tried cheerleading, but I wasn’t coordinated or flexible. I could run up and down the soccer field for days, but my best skill was kicking the ball off the field. So I decided maybe I should try cross-country or track and field.  I got my first taste of running at the ripe age of 13, with Coach Buckner at Burner Junior Middle School. He had years of running knowledge and he made it fun. He put a huge emphasis on the fact that everyone made the team. No one got cut. read more

Wait, GMA? Read everything below and you will find out why………

HUGE ANNOUNCEMENTS FROM THE WORKOUT: