by Greg Meyer
January 29, 2016
I hate running. I always have, ever since my gym teacher first told my class to take a few laps around the gym. Running, especially in gym class, is frustrating. My feet hit the painful hardwood floor repeatedly as I pass the same boring scenery again and again like I’m in a Hanna-Barbera cartoon. There’s no talking to my friends, or my gym teacher goes into Drill Sargent mode and orders more laps for his own amusement. Plus, he adds verbal jabs here and there, telling me he could “walk faster than I could run.” Did I mention I don’t like gym teachers? Well, he was the reason. Thanks, buddy. (more…)
