The gym wasn’t that bad, actually. I had this fear that it would be like P.E. lessons at school, with me as the constant source of ridicule. It turned out to be exactly the opposite: everyone was really friendly and there was no scowling P.E. teacher giving me a “you disgust me, you fat pig” look.
Day 2 of my week off work and everything is Just Fine™.
6th August 2003 at 11:27 pm
Those who can, do.
Those who can’t, teach.
Those who can’t teach, teach P.E.
Don’t let the days of Slemen, McKie, Little, Robinson and the rest have THAT profound an effect on you. If someone’s interested in getting you fit, for your own good, they’ll work in a gym. If they’re a petty-minded little sadist, they’ll teach P.E. in a public school…