Round is a shape

I've never been particularly athletically inclined. 

Every day in middle school P.E. class, we would start by running. When we were outside, we ran outside and then ran around the track once. When we were inside, we ran around the gym to music until they told us to stop. After every class, we would do it again.

I hated it.

I hated everything about running. I hated how boring it was. I hated the feeling of getting tired and out of breath. I hated not being fast or having endurance. I hated how other people were naturally good at it. As a result, I never really tried.

I would still do it, of course, there really wasn't another option, but I didn't do it. Instead of focusing on the running, I was focused on being able to stop afterward. Instead of thinking about getting better, I just thought about being good enough to not embarrass myself. Instead of embracing the benefits of running, I dwelled on the pleasures of sitting on my ass.

I regret it to this day. I wish I had established a good habit of exercise, or at least gotten myself to a point where I was physically fit. Because I'm not now, and I'm not really in a position to start. If I had taken P.E. class seriously in middle school, I would have been able to continue on in high school on my own, as taking P.E. classes in high school is not a realistic option for the academically inclined.

So now if people ask if I'm in shape, instead of admitting, that no, I'm not, I try to play it off with a joke. "Yes, I'm in shape. Round is a shape".


I'm sorry this is so short. I had a very hard time thinking of what would fit the prompt, and just ended up going with a mediocre idea. I'm aware this is not up to snuff, but it's late, and I can't figure out what else to do.