6:30 a.m. Saturdays at Bicycle Speed Shop, the Heights
Before most of us get out of bed on Saturday mornings, these eight or 10 experienced cyclists split into two groups and take to the streets on either a high-intensity, 70-mile road ride or a more inclusive 50-mile gravel one. But shop mechanic and ride organizer Ryan Strayer insists it’s not a race: “We are here to work, ride hard, and get home safe.”
7 p.m. Mondays at Carnegie Vanguard School, Montrose
“It’s nice when you have a smaller group, where you can create relationships and friendships,” says Michelle Graczyk, team captain for this female, non-binary, and trans bike club, which rides up to 15 miles every Monday with five to 20 participants in the pack. Bikers must have lights and a helmet, be able to ride at 12 miles per hour, and, most important, “come out wanting to be part of something fun.”
6:15 p.m. run, 6:40 p.m. workout, Tuesdays at Little Woodrow’s, Rice Village
The OG Houston running club, BON has shepherded 10,000 members around the Rice University loop since 2008. Each week 80 to 100 runners—from students to new moms to semi-elites—turn out to clock in their three miles or get in a structured workout. According to Elmer Lee, president of the group, “It’s pretty easy to find your pack.”
6:15 p.m. for 5-mile group, 6:30 p.m. for 3-mile group, Wednesdays at Kung Fu Saloon, Washington Corridor
This group is ragingly popular among young professionals. “We are definitely a social-run club,” says Hung Cao, club president and Boston Marathon qualifier. Perks for Kung Fu’s 100 runners, who hit the Memorial Loop Trail weekly—fast, intermediate, and novice levels are welcome— include all-night happy hours and monthly themed runs.
5:30 and 6:45 p.m. groups, Thursdays at Eureka Heights Brewery, the Heights
“I love the camaraderie,” says team captain Steven Klein of this club, whose nearly 40 motivated runners of all skill sets tackle neighborhood routes spanning two to eight miles. “Dumb and fun is pretty much our mantra,” Klein says. But getting $2 off the beers at Eureka Heights all night? That’s no joke.