It’s no secret there’s different levels of commitment when it comes to November Project. There’s what we call the “5 Tiers of NPers.” It’s simple and goes a little like this:
- Tier 5: One Timers – they came, they saw, they didn’t want to come back. One workout was more than enough. “Ya’ll are crazy. I’ll be at the gym.” Don’t throw in the towel on Tier 5ers just yet. They’ll be back…
- Tier 4: Mediocrity – you can find Tier 5 members during the warm summer months. They’ll be the ones absolutely crushing it when the sun has been up for at least an hour prior to the start of the workout. We love you, Summer Studs.
- Tier 3: Try Hards – They’re given it all they’ve got. If their schedule permits, they’re going to do what they can do to be there. If the Friday workout isn’t ideal, they miiiiiiight skip a workout to make it to work on time.
- Tier 2: The Regulars – These folks. These folks right here are the core. When they miss a workout, the lack of their presence is felt. “Hey, where the fuck is *regular’s name*?” can be heard throughout the workout. These folks make NP what it is.
- Tier 1: Clinically Insane – Next level attendance. They do not miss workouts. They have legitimately sat down with their bosses to let them know they’ll be late to work on Wednesdays and Fridays. Attendance records (yes, we keep a record of everyone’s attendance) shows that they have, in fact, attended more workouts that both Co-Leaders. You guys are crazy.
Chris, my man. Chris is a Tier 1. He, along side his powerful mustache, do not miss workouts. The two of them can drink like fish and they can swear like sailors, but they will NOT miss a workout. Be it Wednesday morning following a late night swimming session in preparation for his Half-Ironman Triathlon, or a Friday following a late night of boozing with Rainier Runners, Chris will be at the workouts.
Chris is such a regular he doesn’t even feel the need to verbal. It’s almost an assumed verbal. “Duh,” he’d tell me on Tuesday nights when I asked if I’d see him the next morning.
Well, last night was different. Chris was headed out to enjoy some libations with his sister and his good buddy, Alex Dines, when he shot me a text inviting me to join them. Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to make an appearance at the local Ballard favorite, Kangaroo & Kiwi, and that bummed me out, so I made sure that I would see Chris this morning at NP.
For all those who attended, you can see exactly why I was in tears after waiting more than 30 minutes to begin the workout ASSUMING Chris was just running a few minutes late. Well, folks, he wasn’t. He chose sleep over us.
And all I wanted to do was congratulate him on his recent Half-Ironman Marathon finish…
We missed you, Chris. And your mustache.Share via socials: