Writer's Block: Physical Education
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Despite being the least athletic person in my entire school, I actually enjoyed P.E. for the most part in grade school. This was before Middle School where they started making you take humiliating group showers for no other reason than because they could. Anyway, favorite thing in grade school P.E. was parachute day where we'd play games that mostly involved throwing the parachute up in the air, then running underneath it as it floated down.
Least favorite thing was the monkey bars of death. I seriously didn't like heights as a kid and our gym had this set of monkey bars that was like, eight feet off the ground. Seriously, a grown man could hang off this thing without his feet touching the ground. So to a little kid it may as well have been twenty feet in the air. Plus by the time I would get to it the bars would already be slippery from the sweat of a dozens of grubby little hands. Traversing that thing was always an exercise in unrelenting, paralyzing terror. Balance beams were similarly frightening.
Despite being the least athletic person in my entire school, I actually enjoyed P.E. for the most part in grade school. This was before Middle School where they started making you take humiliating group showers for no other reason than because they could. Anyway, favorite thing in grade school P.E. was parachute day where we'd play games that mostly involved throwing the parachute up in the air, then running underneath it as it floated down.
Least favorite thing was the monkey bars of death. I seriously didn't like heights as a kid and our gym had this set of monkey bars that was like, eight feet off the ground. Seriously, a grown man could hang off this thing without his feet touching the ground. So to a little kid it may as well have been twenty feet in the air. Plus by the time I would get to it the bars would already be slippery from the sweat of a dozens of grubby little hands. Traversing that thing was always an exercise in unrelenting, paralyzing terror. Balance beams were similarly frightening.
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Date: 2008-12-02 06:39 pm (UTC)mmmm pizza and parachutes, kiddie-doms great pleasures. :D
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Date: 2008-12-02 08:23 pm (UTC)By high school though (where we were only required to take 2 semesters total, they offered aerobics as an alternative. That class was great because it was all the girls who hated gym+all the geeky theater boys who weren't athletic. Fun times.
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Date: 2008-12-03 03:45 pm (UTC)Football and tennis were okay, I actually would play tennis on weekends for fun when I was in high school. I always found baseball unendingly boring, playing or watching it.
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