Free Fitness Movement. All you need to do is show up!
Nothing to see here… Just a grumpier old man saying, “I’ve had it up to HERE with you; you meddling kids mind your own damn business,” and startling mild-mannered youths.
Waaiiiitttt a tic… I’ve got this all wrong!!! EVERYTHING to see here!
The “older” thing applies, but the “grumpier” definitely does not (except if we’re talking War Memorial staff). And more like “medaling” kids, amIright??!!
Howard’s Halfway to Halloween Hoedown Hootenanny was all it was cracked up to be: Super, Wild, Salty, Dirty, Grungy, Pretty, Galactic, Ballerific, American, Boozy, Pollinated, Healthy, and Sweaty. It definitely was not uniCorny. Newbies shined, oldies whined (not really; oldies kicked flucking arse supporting the newbies this morning), and on the feastival he created, Howard dined! Gotta love the added motivational incentive of a pump-up-partner during the Race Day ordeal!
Was that the sun we (almost) saw this morning? What do you think? Was 6:15 tougher than 5:28? Was it different once we decided pairing hombres up works better than having them run around solo? Did we emphasize the “fire under your ass” aspect of the workout in explaining it to 6:15 so it would exhaust people? Did you #justshowup to find out the answers to these questions? Are you wondering why this whole thing is written in question form? Does your answer to the #justshowup question answer that last question? Yes…?
HAPPY RACE DAY!!!!!!!!!!!
Spring has [somewhat] sprung, and so has NP Indy! Dishing out (shhhhhh)irts today, we were worried we’d run out with the solid #raceday numbers that showed, which is a good problem to have. Aside from faster times, greater numbers, more than one person wearing sleeveless shirts and shorts, and less laundry, spring also provides us with a wonderful opportunity to grow our tribe. It’s the time of year where people are craving the outdoors, wanting to get moving again, and most notably looking for sweaty hugs from strangers. Fortunately, we can provide all those things.
All the stars came out this morning. There was Ric Flair and Jessie Meranda and Ric Flair. All of them. All there to support the Big Ten Tournament … in Washington, DC. It’s always about DC; always.
Workout
SUICIDES! A little something new cooked up by Jason Shaw, who oddly I don’t see in any of these pics from this morning.
Happy Race Day (and Mardi Gras too I guess) everyone! Fat Tuesday gave way to Fit Wednesday as racers were up early and in it to win it this morning. We had PRs galore, newbies from all over, and attitudes to inspire even the most ardent Race Day protesters (got ya, Howard)!
Workout
Your typical Race Day buffet: up-n-over, 50 situps, u-n-o, 50 pushups, u-n-o, 50 mtn climbers, u-n-o, 25 burpees (don’t forget ’em; they’re the icing on the cake; it’s a cake made with brawn, power, and might…and love), finish off w a nice cold u-n-o. A thorough ass-kicking.
We love that YOU love NP! YOU are what drives this thing, what keeps it going, what gets people up early and in shape!
Workout
This one was simple (to tell, not to do): an up-n-over with lunges across the east top platform, burpee-broad-jumps across the west. Boat-holds, valentines-making, and decline pushups at the north platform.
The boys in the hood may always be hard, but so are the burpees and lunges, maybe harder (at least it feels that way at 6am).
Crew-counting-Colleen was absent today due to “work” in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico, but 6:15 was the clear winner numbers-wise. But moving right along into February today means that spring is just around the corner, and spring = recruiting season at NP. There’s still hope, 5:28; keep the faith!
This one was fresh. . . fresh to def, fresh linen status, in fact. Shaw hit us up with an original workout coined “The Washing Machine,” and she’s a beaut. We were all newbies for the workout, and we had one oldie we always miss dearly in Macko and one real-life newbie in Brian. Thanks for #justshowup-ing! Weather was decent for January, groups were solid, and Patrick-style hugs were fantastic!
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
No better way to kick things off than by showing that you are absolutely WEATHERPROOF. The temp was low (~20 F), but the real killer factor was the wind, which was just wicked. No worries though; a bunch of badasses #justshowup at these Indianapolis workouts, so let the wind blow, let the storm rage on . . . the cold never bothered us anyway.