Hate Exercise?

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  1. Benjamin

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    Maybe is was that elementary or high school coach that put you out there for a dodgeball target, ridiculed you in some way, or made you feel like a failure? The uniforms or the dreaded showers? I've seen and heard of some of those effects on people, but often think back in admiration of my elementary school's coach. He made a very positive impact and I think it's such a shame that PE has been so widely done away with today.
     
  2. Johnv

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    True, but PE isn't a cure-all. If your kid comes home and is a couch potato for the rest of the day, a PE class during the day won't make much difference. Parents need to get their kids out of the house when they get home: get them to ride a bike, skateboard, toss a few hoops, etc. But a lot of parents themselves are too lazy to do this. They don't even want to go outside and watch their kids ride a skateboard and encourage them.

    I'm 100% in favor of funding fitness in school. It's money well-speant. But it needs to start at home first and foremost.
     
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    Since there is such a fear and embarrassment of being seen nude and therefore eliminating showers after PE, it's just as well to do away with PE. Imagine sitting in a classroom full of sweaty, stinky kids. :eek:

    All through school we had PE (then called gym class) and showered afterward. Showers were mandatory, and there were no problems. Kids weren't as ashamed of their bodies as they are now. Nor did we have the fear of boys coming onto each other sexually. It just didn't happen.
     
  4. Salty

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    When I was in High school, we also had swimming classes. Before we went in the pool, we had to take a shower, THEN we put on school issued swimming suits.

    Was never a problem.

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  5. Jon-Marc

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    One time when I was 15, we had swimming in gym class. I had no swimsuit, and the teacher said I would have to swim nude. Had ALL of the boys been nude, I wouldn't have cared so much, but I was not going to make a spectacle of myself by being the only one nude and told him so. He said, "As long as you're in my class, you will do as I say!" I don't remember my reply, but he kicked me out of gym class-permanently. I was so happy since I hated that class and didn't like him.

    I've never been athletic and never liked sports. I didn't know how to swim anyway. and I'm still not very good at it. To me he was a tyrant, and I got more than enough of that from my dad.

    That school had some tyanical teachers in my opinion. Another time I had said something a teacher didn't like. He came over to me and grabbed my wrist. I twisted loose and balled my hand up into a fist, and he backed off and didn't touch me again.
     
  6. Benjamin

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    My childhood was rough, due in part to a severe speech impediment which I still had at 9 years of age when my Dad got me a baseball glove and took me out for some catch. I could tell he was disappointed with my skills and disgusted that I cried when getting hit with the ball. Soon after that he put me into a little league that was 9-11 year olds. I had just turned 9 and was sorely outclassed. The coach, at times, laughed at my attempts and even used me as an example of what not to do. I practiced for a few weeks at pitching at the wall and then asked him for a tryout for that position, in smug laughter he put me on the mound and in my excitement I threw a hard but wild pitch which resulted in lots of laughter and that was the only throw I was aloud to try. At my first time up at bat I was nailed with the ball. I was left to it and was expected to go to practice on my own in which this coach continued to humiliate me. I quit going to practice and when my Dad found out he did a lot of yelling and threatened to whip me but after a “discussion” between he and my mom I was aloud to quit. It was quite obvious that my Dad was very unhappy with me and looking down on me for my actions. I really could have used some support rather than more criticism and seeing this disappointment.

    At 11 years of age my Dad was not around much, I had just begun speaking clearly and was not putting up with the other kids ridiculing and teasing about my speech and so was getting into fights. One fight got out of hand in which I was in a total rage and biting so the teacher ran and got the coach (McDaniel) to break it up. He firmly but gently took me away; I thought I was in sooo much trouble, but there was no yelling or even punishment, he asked me what the problem was, calmly discussed it while explaining some things to me and while giving some positive feedback and encouragement about my speech. He went to talk to the teacher and then took me back to my class. The other boy, who was much bigger than I, got a few stern words and a threat of swats in front of the class and I was greeted warmly by the teacher. Obviously, I had someone who seemed to understand me and it meant enough to me to start changing my behavior. Anyway, back to the influences…

    My Dad had bought some used weights but he left when I was 12. He told me I could have those weights when he left, he had showed me a couple of exercises before this event. I hardly did anything with them though.

    In the 8th grade I went out for wrestling at the encouragement of this kid that became my new found friend after I had given him a black eye, LOL. Although I made team, I lost my first three matches and told him to tell Coach McDaniel that I was quitting. Coach came and took me out of my class and told me it didn’t matter that I lost, that we were a team, and I was the best one he had in that weight class and he needed me! He invited me to lift weights with him after school and wrestling practice and encouraged me to run more. I also began lifting weights at home.

    Well, it’s too late to try to make a long story short, but I went on to take second place in the state that year, losing first place by one point because of an illegal hold I accidently put on in the last seconds because of my excitement to get a kid, who had slaughter me in earlier matches, on his back. He was holding on for dear life and I was still full of steam, if we had gone into to overtime I’m sure I would have took it! As a team we did take first place in the state. The coach’s support and that experience began my love and respect for exercise.
     
  7. just-want-peace

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    I had some rough times as a kid, but nothing to compare with some of you guys.

    I have just finished the book HEAVEN by Randy Alcorn and I would suggest you guys get a copy. While it may or may not be totally theologically correct (lots of the points will have to be resolved after we get home), it gives a biblical - IMHO- foundation for a really exciting and wonderful (hey we're talking about HEAVEN!!) life "over there".

    This was my 2nd reading, and I'll probably go through it again in a year or so.

    Anyway, my point is that these bad experiences some of you have had will be looked on, in retrospect, in a totally different light than you now see them; then you will see just what purpose God had for them.

    Think of poor ole Job - knew he had done nothing wrong, yet God was allowing him to have - literally, mind you - a DEVIL of a time, with "friends"(?) that couldn't do anything but condemn him, in spite of his travails.
     
  8. Bob Alkire

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    So many PE classes were taught by coaches when I was in school. My coaches in high school and college big deal was to keep telling us what we were doing wrong. We had to keep doing it over and over, till one got it correct.
    Teachers were the same, you had to keep doing it over and over till you got it correct. Make fun of you for not getting the algebra problem correct or diagram a sentence correctly or not spelling the word correctly (which I still do) or not knowing history correctly and so forth. Education was just like sports, you won (passed) or you lost (failed), games you won or lost, both of them there was a price to pay.
    I liked sports and PE.
     

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