Let's see, I've always been chubby, so not really up for running and all that.  Especially not when they would take us out to the track in late spring heat for that mile-run crap.  Bascially, gym was nothing but cruel torture devised to humilate, once you reached middle school.  They made us girls run laps while the boys sat and watched.  I was fine with stretches and trips to the weight room. 

But, the worst was playing ball.  I absolutely despise anything where anything gets hurled at me.  I cannot play any sports with balls because I have this odd fear of something hitting my face.  I used to accept the written assignments rather than dress out and participate on any day with balls.  There was this one game that all the kids loved called Jail Ball.  Okay, hell on a polished hardwood floor, lemme tell ya.  It is nothing but two rows of kids facing each other throwing balls at each other as hard as they can.  Yayy!  So glad I'm done with that nightmare.

BellasHappyPlace BellasHappyPlace
18-21, F
Feb 24, 2010