Gym class was really fun in Jr. High. We played tons of different sports throughout the year, so it didn’t get boring and those of us (such as Yours Truly) who weren’t that great at the whole “sports” thing could get a chance to at least find SOME kind of physical activity that we could not suck at.
Unfortunately for me, the one sport I was “good” at was javelin. It’s probably a risk to even call javelin a sport, it’s just one of those activities that is lumped together with like 25 other activities and called “Track & Field.” In fact, javelin was so “not a sport” that our gym teacher, Mr. Hogan (name changed, duh), only devoted about 20 minutes to having us line up outside and throw the thing out to the field.
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