PE did you love it or loathe it??

I loathed PE at senior school, joined a local gym only to find out it was owned by my old PE teacher 🤦‍♀️

Fortunately they sold it just after I joined.

I have been a member for nearly 30 years 🏋️‍♂️🤸‍♀️🧘‍♀️

Loathed with a vengeance. Hid in the toilets with feet up 🆙 in case the PE teacher looked under the door.
I was never picked either, mortifying.

The “screaming in the face” thing only started in secondary school for me, as up until then I had thought I was average if not normal.

I have since come to conclusion that those screaming PE teachers were deeply unhappy in their line of work since on discussions with fellow pupils since leaving it transpired that both the female and male “shouty” ones weren’t even qualified to teach the subject, but had it foisted on them out of necessity!

Happily We could drop it at 14 if we wanted, and so I did.
The same could be said of all the senior school mathematics teachers- they might have known their “thing” but couldn’t impart their vast knowledge effectively.
Pathetic wasn’t it😌

@GrannyGravy not sure what your old PE teacher was like but mine - there were two - were probably better suited to being drill sergeants. They did not suffer fools gladly and would make their opinions known at the top of their voices.

I hated it, the humiliation of never been picked first for netball always the last one when I had to go on somebody’s team
I hope they don’t do it that way now…
It stays with you that sort of humiliation..😣

Showers were obviously a form of torture, communal, never warm, with the PE teacher whipping my towel off me as I waited to go in so I had to stand there naked.

Same babs03
I was in the hockey, rounders teams. High jump champ, long jump 2nd champ, hurdles, short races. I worked hard but never hard enough for Miss, what a negative critical moaner she was. No wonder by 4th (year 10) we were all refusniks

I’m in the minority, I loved it, particularly hockey and athletics. We were allowed to wear swimsuits to shower, so I didn’t mind that either, my mum stitched a towel up with a drawstring at the top, and I got changed underneath it, we all did the same. How horrible to have been humiliated like that as a teenager, we didn’t realise at the time that we were lucky.

I liked it. I'm quite sporty, not academic - suited me.

Athletics was ok. I was small and skinny in those days and could run fast. Swimming was vile. The pool was a murky dark green and I couldn't swim well. Hockey was scary. A horde of screaming dervishes running towards you brandishing hockey sticks. Nope. I was in the choir, the drama group and the Scottish country dancing team so got out of pe at every opportunity

Yes there were kids who loved it when I was at school, looking forward to double PE as a kind of escape, when all I wanted to do was escape PE. One of my daughters is very sporty and loved PE, she joined the girls footy team and did very well. My OH is much the same.

Oh I was totally hopeless. Like some sort of torture for me. I did like the black wet look shorter than shorts but they didn’t appeal when being forced to play hockey in the snow and being hit by the ankle. Abuse I guess would be the name today.

My old mum would send a note saying I had a dropped metatarsal so couldn’t do PE, my punishment was to go in the staff room and clear away all the tea and coffee mugs and wash them up. Back then would be a fog of cigarette smoke in there. I didn’t mind one bit. My best friend usually brought a note as well so would join me and hopefully we would see the new RE teacher whom we had a major crush on.

I liked it, especially gymnastics because I did a lot of ballet and dance out of school. I was in the school swimming and cross country teams. Not so keen on ball games like netball and hockey though. The showers were horrible.

Although I was a decent tennis player, I hated everything else. It was bad enough to have to walk through Durham, from school to the swimming baths. Even worse was the return journey, barely dry and with wet hair!

My friend and I were picked to be gym cupboard monitors, which also involved preparing after match refreshments for the school hockey team every other Saturday in the season.

I wasn't much good at PE but just did it because I had to. Later I found a sport I enjoyed but didn't do it at school.

Memories of PE lessons on the sports field practicing throwing the javelin ready for the annual Sports day. Don’t know why we all bothered as the female version of Geoff Capes won it every year.

Aveline I trust that isn’t a euphemism. 😂

FriedGreenTomatoes2

Aveline I trust that isn’t a euphemism. 😂

😂😂😂

I loved sports at school. I played netball, hockey and tennis for the school and swam as well.
I played a lot of sports until I was about 40 then it petered off.
One of my daughters was very sporty, the other not so much.

Showers were humiliating.
Played netball, but because I’m tall I was always goal defence when I wanted to be a shooter, yes hockey was freezing, but Miss had warm clothes on!
Trampolining I was always a spotter, ready to ‘catch’ a bouncing erratic person, I think I was too tall and gangly tombe actually allowed on there.
So, no, didn’t really enjoy it, but did it

I didn't care much for P.E. at school, the teaching was so strict.

JudyBloom

I didn't care much for P.E. at school, the teaching was so strict.

Same here. We had to wear regulation bottle green knickers under our gym skirts and each time before PE we were made to line up and lift our skirts. Was just horrid.

We had PE and Games. Both filled me with dread. I'm awful at sport and therefore not remotely interested in any of it. The humiliation was immense. Standing on a hockey pitch dressed in navy blue knickers as a young teenager, legs blue with the cold and the pain when hit with a stick (usually in revenge for being useless). In PE the very idea of launching myself into the air and leaping over a wooden horse was quite frankly terrifying. I don't think anyone should be forced to perform such stunts in the name of exercise.

One day I spoke to our Games teacher and explained that it was all a complete waste of her time and mine. However, I appreciated that I needed exercise and fresh air (although I had plenty at home as we owned a smallholding). I offered to pick up all the litter around the sports field, which was huge, and surely that was a better usage of my time. Amazingly she agreed. Common sense prevailed!