Free Fitness Movement. All you need to do is show up!
Get ready to March around Montréal next month (March [get it?!]) with November Project Montréal!
Spring is on the verge (we’re optimists over here) and we’re feelin’ spry! We want to meet new people and invite you and your friends to join us for workouts as we explore the city every Wednesday at 6:29 a.m.
Jemal is a PhD student studying neuroscience in Montréal, originally from Ethiopia. Despite the 6 months of snow and ice here, he is a skillful runner, an excellent high-fiver and an adventurous NP member. He took his first trip to the United States for this year’s inaugural Snow Globe event! Jemal greets everyone with a sincere smile and easy laughter. He is an essential part of our Wednesday morning NP crew. Jemal, we’re so happy you’re here… even if you’re late 😉
– LC
Our favourite Frenchman, Laurent Caudrelier, is part of a 10-person team running The Speed Project in March. Laurent is an impressive runner, cyclist, and all-around powerhouse of good vibes. As the clock ticks down, we wanted to know more about his experience taking on this ambitious goal. Laurent answered all 5.5 of my questions below. I think you’ll appreciate the balance of smart strategy and humourous honesty that Laurent brings to this challenge.
Bien que Montréal change rapidement, les résidents n’oublient jamais ce qui le rend si merveilleux. Et il y a des choses que seules les personnes nées et élevées à Montréal comprendront vraiment. Bien sûr, vous pouvez venir vous installer dans notre merveilleuse ville, mais vous ne le comprendriez jamais comme un vrai Montréalais.
Silvana has been a consistent member with NP Montreal for over a year. She us well known for her exuberant laughter, warm smile, and early morning enthusiasm. She has a personality like caffeine, perking up all those around her and as a co-lead, I know I can count on her to keep the vibe high each week. In today’s blog, Silvana tells her story of how she came to NP and what it has come to mean to her. She reminds us that we all come to NP for different reasons, but once there, we all belong.
– LC
L’hiver est arrivé et il commence à faire vraiment froid. Quand il fait froid, il est très difficile de rester motivé pour sa santé et sa forme physique!! L’hiver apporte le froid, la maladie et l’isolement.
Nous avons tendance à adopter une hibernation humaine!: nous mangeons plus et nous en faisons moins. Mais nous ne sommes pas des ours, nous n’avons pas besoin de couches et de couches de graisse. Et pour cette raison, bien que notre excès de plaisir soit agréable, il nourrit également la négativité, trop de chocolat, trop de pommes de terre rôties… la nécessité d’un plateau plus ample, l’évitement du miroir peut être une spirale de 12 semaines et nous détestons nos corps printaniers!
My upstairs neighbour plays jazz guitar… with his amp up… usually around 11pm (or 23h as they say in the Q.C.). Sometimes that makes sleeping tricky. Last night, I lay in bed staring at the ceiling, wishing a number of ills on a stranger I have yet to meet. My Wednesday morning wakeup call is a non-negotiable because I need to show up for the people that show up for me at November Project. I take this responsibility very seriously, which is why today, I forgot to wear pants to the workout.
Afin de bien commencer l’année 2019, je croyais que c’était le bon moment de faire la revue de l’année 2018 pour November Project Montréal – en mode “Franglais” – typique pour us Montrealers.
Premièrement, merci à chacun d’entre vous pour une année aussi amusante. Sans vous tous, nous n’aurions pas cela à espérer chaque semaine. You are NP Montreal and make this shit good. Let us make 2019 even better. You with us?
Yesterday, I went on a run. I planned 8 kilometers, because this is Canada and that’s how we do things. I’m in the countryside which runs on a grid. I thought that grid was 1kms by 2kms… I was wrong. My 8km turned into 14km, because I didn’t notice until I was halfway through my route that the grid is actually in MILES. Dammit. Canada. Get. It. Together.
Last week, I had a shaming experience at a gym… right after it made my stomach drop and my throat prickle, it put me in to a white hot fury. Nobody makes me cry, but me, dammit! Fitness via running, lifting, head-standing, meditating, etc. is a pursuit that makes me feel powerful and empowered. It also makes me feel nice and human, fallible and in progress. So when that feel good vibe got messed with, I got pretty indignant. I thought that perhaps I might share in hopes of starting/continuing a conversation that I’ve had with numerous friends and community members. My aim is that we get a bit more curious about how we show up to fitness and for those we fitness with.