Holy Flapjack Batman! (BAL)

Bounce thirty (TM) rolls around. Your palms start to sweat. There is a guy next to you, probably too close to you, and he wants a hug. You look  to your left, some girl is doing the cha-cha slide and it’s only 6:30. You’ve made a terrible terrible mistake. 

Now a lot more than your palms are sweating. Baltimore feels like a gymnasium after the 8’th graders get done with gym class. People are bouncing, someone is holding your hand and won’t let go. ” American Girl” is playing and folks passing by are beginning to stare. Yeah, this is a horrible mistake. You should have stayed home…you should have stayed in bed and watched Spongebob reruns (god, it’s so much better when you’re an adult). You should have made yourself a big breakfast…and…and…

We know what happens next. Some instinctual part of you starts screaming fuck yeah and you tackle the first hill like Otto from Rocket Power tackling a half pipe. Maybe that hug wasn’t so weird…maybe it’s ok to look deep into a strangers eyes and tell them good morning. Maybe some dashing tribe member catches you halfway up the first hill and drags you to the top of it. Maybe you’d do this again.

This morning was wacky and sweaty and was all of the things we love about NP. Newbies are becoming regulars, regulars are becoming veterans, veterans are perfecting their “hips in hugs.”  Neon is everywhere, encouragement is flying, positivity is neck deep. The tribe is a well oiled machine and we’re all making each others days a little bit better. Thanks for being there for us. Tell you what…we’ll see you Wednesday. That’s a verbal.

It's a world takeover
It’s a world takeover

Next Wednesday: It’s the last workout before summit so we’re doing it up big. We implore you, for all things holy, bring a friend next week because we promise you, they will beg you to bring them back. Either that or they’ll slap you for not introducing them earlier. Either way…spread the love. It’s going to be pure magic. 5:30 and 6:30 am, Rash Field. Don’t you forget it. #newbies

Keep running fast, spreading the love and taking big fucking bites out of life.

 

Nick, Pat, Sydney

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