Wednesday, March 2, 2016
I Obviously Do Not Belong In a Gym
If you can't tell, I am not the strong or fast type. I'm not very strong and my stamina can last me 20 feet of jogging before I pant for 4 minutes to catch my breath. So, as you can guess, I look like I don't belong in gym, even though I do. My schedule says so. So I don't bother taking off my usual trench coat and fedora in gym. As always, I look exactly how I am, be it out of place or just plain formal. But today we started this new... what do you call it? Lesson? No. Class? No. Phase? No. Ah, I know! Segment! Today, we started a new segment in gym. Exercising to a rhythm. And we do this in groups. Anyways, I was assigned to a group that I very obviously don't fit into. My group spent most of the time goofing around while I just leaned against a wall. At one point, I checked the paper where we write the exercises that we would be doing to the beat. Ya know what it said? March. March was apparently every single step. March. Heck, at least the group had fun. I am pretty sure, by the looks my group and I were getting, pretty much everyone other than the teacher seemed to know that I did not belong there. Or maybe the teacher knew. I don't know. In other news, I started reading The Icarus Hunt, and it is the best sci-fi me and my friend have ever read. Sorry I didn't upload anything else today. I have been quite busy with some other things.
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