When I was a kid, I absolutely dreaded the President's Council on Physical Fitness and Sports test. I was your typical bookish kid, which is to say, not stong, not fast, and not coordinated. As I got older, I also got pretty fat. I could never climb the rope, or do a pullup, or run the mile in the prescibed time. I knew I was never going to get the patch.
Apparently I have another shot at it, though. The program has been revamped as the President's Challenge, and adults now qualify, too. The best part is that I won't have my old gym teacher publicly humiliating me, all I do is log on every day and record my activity.
Granted, I've been doing a pretty good job most weeks of getting in at least a half an hour (sometimes I even record it here, though I've let that slide) without the motivation of a patch.
I am no great athlete, but I am in such better shape now that when I was younger. I'm kinda proud I was able to turn myself around, and now that I think about it, I want the patch.
And if I earn that, I may set my sights on a medal.
Posted by Nic at March 30, 2004 12:09 PM | TrackBack