I'm having flashbacks to "dodgeball" in high school, and the one tall lanky girl who delighted in throwing that f'ing ball at me as hard as possible. That stupid game should be outlawed.
That said, having dogs gets me moving most days - they love their walks!
I think you may have just bumped into a complimentary revenue source - an entire product line of tee shirts, sweat shirts, hats, visors, gym bags, purses, etc all of which would prominently say "Sports for Dorks" either with or without a corresponding dorky image.
Well, I certainly didn't see that coming but I'm willing to consider it. Here's my current resume - father (all kids off the payroll), ex-numbers cruncher, health nut, news junkie, GOP-phobe, reasonably decent cook, borderline foodie, borderline wino, the rest is boring. I'm assuming I can WFH so send me the job description you have in mind and let's take a shot at this. Carpe Diem.
Yes, in elementary school they seemed to understand the importance of making it fun. That all fell away in the torture chamber that was middle school and HS required PE.
I have very specific memories from 80s gym classes--most not positive! Though parachute day remains magical to me. I learned to hike in college, to weight lift in my very male skewing graduate school and to run post graduate school, but the best thing about gym in my high school? You only had to take it freshman year.
Lol! Not sure but it was a LOT hipper than square dancing which we also had to do. Incidentally this is a children's singer/songwriter we listened to when the kids were younger (I worked on a food allergy musician's album to get him paired up with 'kindie' rockers to help spread the food allergy message and discovered him then), pretty funny stuff. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fcBwt0-k0Fc. Gym Class Parachute by Justin Roberts.
Despised P.E., and school-aged me would find it SO WEIRD that exercise is my job now!
That could be what makes you so persuasive to the dorks among us. You speak our language.
I'm having flashbacks to "dodgeball" in high school, and the one tall lanky girl who delighted in throwing that f'ing ball at me as hard as possible. That stupid game should be outlawed.
That said, having dogs gets me moving most days - they love their walks!
I think you may have just bumped into a complimentary revenue source - an entire product line of tee shirts, sweat shirts, hats, visors, gym bags, purses, etc all of which would prominently say "Sports for Dorks" either with or without a corresponding dorky image.
I need you to come work for me!
Well, I certainly didn't see that coming but I'm willing to consider it. Here's my current resume - father (all kids off the payroll), ex-numbers cruncher, health nut, news junkie, GOP-phobe, reasonably decent cook, borderline foodie, borderline wino, the rest is boring. I'm assuming I can WFH so send me the job description you have in mind and let's take a shot at this. Carpe Diem.
Yes, in elementary school they seemed to understand the importance of making it fun. That all fell away in the torture chamber that was middle school and HS required PE.
I have very specific memories from 80s gym classes--most not positive! Though parachute day remains magical to me. I learned to hike in college, to weight lift in my very male skewing graduate school and to run post graduate school, but the best thing about gym in my high school? You only had to take it freshman year.
Parachute day! We had that too. Where the heck did that come from? Someone turned their surplus into a gym class staple!
Lol! Not sure but it was a LOT hipper than square dancing which we also had to do. Incidentally this is a children's singer/songwriter we listened to when the kids were younger (I worked on a food allergy musician's album to get him paired up with 'kindie' rockers to help spread the food allergy message and discovered him then), pretty funny stuff. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fcBwt0-k0Fc. Gym Class Parachute by Justin Roberts.