FindSportsNow would officially like to thank Fitness Magazine for referencing us as a go-to website in order to find local activities!

Here is the magazine cover which features Glee's Heather Morris:


Here is the snippit from the magazine:

Happy holidays! In 2010, we were busy at FindSportsNow working on a web-based league and event management platform that would be freely available to all of our users. We are pleased to announce that we will start unrolling these new features over the span of the next couple months. This has been a long project, but we are glad that we can start sharing it with you all! Keep checking the site for updates! With each update we will be sure to fully detail it in both our Blog and Help pages.

We've been stepping our game up at FindSportsNow. The new year came with a variety of new and exciting changes to FindSportsNow! We recently unleashed our sleek new site design (we hope that you find it more appealing and easier on the eyes). We updated parts of the site navigation to make it easier to find the activities you love! Most importantly, we've seen that the community is really joining in on the action and adding sports and recreational activities to FindSportsNow!

A friend of our's got back from Morocco the other day and told us about sandboarding. He was like, "Yo. Sandboarding is crazy. It's like, the best thing I've ever done, and I've driven a DeLorean." Intrigued, we went to this little, low-fi video-sharing site called YouTube and checked out a few clips. It looked fun. We wanted to try it. But, where? It might as well have been mystery-awesome-candyboarding, with the number of sand dunes close by. Frustrated, yet slightly intrigued by the idea of a hill made of candy, we went for a walk. A few blocks and half a chicken shwarma later, we were still kinda depressed. FindSportsNow, the Dwyane Wade of online recreational sports databases, unable to partake in a new and exciting sport. It was pathetic. Ready to pack things up and go back to working at the Apple Store, we saw the sweetest image a sandboarding-obsessed website could see. Sitting in the abandoned lot between the CVS and the Jamba Juice was a massive pile of dirt, just waiting to be ridden.


Unable to contain our excitement, we ran into the lot and hugged the mound. In a perfect world, our first sandboarding experience would have occurred on a pristine dune somewhere in the Sahara, and not on a pile of dirt filled with nails and Jamba Juice cups, but sometimes you take what you can get. After several minutes of searching for a proper board (we settled on the three open pizza boxes, bound together with duct tape), we were ready to go. We climbed to the top of our dirt mountain and looked down. Passersby seemed so small from atop our lofty perch (Note: passersby did not seem small). After a moment of quiet reflection and haiku writing, we climbed aboard our pizza-board and plunged.

We still can't remember the ride, but the details in the police report make it sound pretty awesome.

Still interested? Click here to find proper sandboarding near you.

A few months ago, someone sent us a DVD of a bunch of guys in Paris doing parkour. After finally getting around to watching it last night (being an online recreational sports database is more time consuming than you'd think), we were like, "Damn. Parkour is awesome. It doesn't matter who you are. Doing parkour will make you look cooler."

This is a story about how we were very very wrong....

Still Inspired by last night's entertainment, we decided to parkour to the office instead of drive. We took a deep breath, chugged a 24 oz. Vitamin Water (don't chug a 24 oz. Vitamin Water) and ran down the driveway. Knowing we had to take the most direct rout possible, we headed across the street, towards the neighbor's house. We approached their fence and took a big jump. If the DVD from last night taught us anything, we would easily clear the fence and land in mid-stride on the other side. Perhaps we weren't watching correctly, because our jump took us about 1/24th of the way up. We slithered up the remaining 23rd of the fence and crumbled to the ground. We caught our breath for a good 10 minutes then popped up onto our feet, ready for the next obstacle. Kiddie pool, some loungers and another fence. (Expletive deleted). After spraining possibly both our ankles on the kiddie pool, we cheated and went through the gate. It's OK though, because we looked around first and made sure there weren't any French people watching. Now outside the yard of ligament death and in the alley, we looked towards our next challenge. Dumpster, parked car, two dogs fighting over what we hoped was a bird carcass and an ice cream truck. It was all coming together in our head, Beautiful Mind-style. (Note - It was not coming together at all. In fact, it couldn't possibly be further from together.) We focused, praised Jesus/Buddha/Sean Penn and took off. The dumpster was up first. Nailed it. Feeling good. Most likely, looking cool as hell. Next came the car. Jumped, flew, landed. That's right, landed. But not on the top of the car. Oh no, definitely not the top. After an extended period of thinking we were dead, we looked around and saw where we were. It was bad. Like, Australia bad. We had managed to parkour ourselves right through the car's windshield. Was the driver mad? Yes. Very, very yes. We did manage to tell him that we were simply practicing the beautiful art of maximizing the body's efficiency while in motion, which we think that calmed him down a bit. So much so, that when he called the police, he went along with our story that we were pushed.

We spent the rest of the day in the hospital. Something about massive blood-loss. We're probably not going to parkour again for a while. But, that doesn't mean you shouldn't. Search here for a group near you.