Too cold and wet out there

Don't start her off again sook.

gracesmum What have you been up to? I'm always in the doghouse lol. Dogs outnumber the humans in our household

My only hockey memory was whan the entire second 11 (me included) bunked off when the coach didn't turn up to take us to the pitch which was about a mile away. We all hid in a friend's summer house and had a few fags and then ambled down to the pitch getting there too late for the Games lesson. I cannot imagine how we thought we would get way with our lame excuse that we had "waited and waitedfor AGES Miss then decided to walk". I was head girl at the time and got hauled up in front of the Head. Amazingly, I got off with a ticking off !

I used a letter from the eye clinic for many months, saying I had an appointment. The PE teacher never checked, and when she came to write my report she said I had tried my best. She was interested in only the good athletes and if you were not in the first team you were just left to your own devices to throw a ball around. The only thing I ever succeeded at was hanging upside down on the wall bars, which I could do for a whole lesson.

I was useless at games. I hated being cold. I was always an extra back in hockey, last to be picked. I remember freezing my a**e off at the end of the pitch longing for it to end. If ever the ball came anywhere near me I would run away in shock and confusion. Shameful.

I hated PE and games, because I was useless at everything we had to do. Miss Wall HATED anyone who wasn`t tip top at it all, had one special favourite who was brilliant at all aspects of sport, not me!!

At my DSs' first secondary school, they seemed to have to do cross country every week. I took pity on DS1 and gave him a note to say he had a cold and could he be excused. That week, so many children brought similar letters that the head sent us all a rather reproachful letter asking us not to ask for our children to be excused unless they had a doctor's note. Parents in the doghouse!

Greatnan, Nelliemoser Janthea and Faye Oh how I agree about school sports.The PE mistress was an absolute cow to anyone uncoordinated and hopeless at sport like me. The original bitch from hell. And what is nice about playing bockey in the freezing cold? Did PE teachers have to do a unit on sadism at college?

Bad bad memories. And it was them not me - I enjoyed Judo and cycling - sports that had nowt to do with school

I wasn't thrilled with hockey or netball, I didn't fancy being whacked with a stick or falling on a hard netball court. Running and jumping over those wooden hurdles was not for me. Art was more my thing, but I found I liked tennis when I was older. If I could tell my younger self a few things, one would have been to stick with my tennis lessons.

Hurrah london - and nearly half the nominees for Sports Personality of the year are women this year! Claire Balding apparently rather impressive on this subject this morning on Today (according to DH)
My DH doing similar angst today crimson but with him it is newish colleagues...

surprise surprise i loved sports and was even good at what ever i did

Just the one, Jess. It's ongoing [many years and rather complicated]. Get lulled into a false sense of security and then; wham. Main problem is keeping my temper when it happens [and I haven't, in general, got a temper]. My daughter's having a similar problem at the moment, which somehow makes it worse. We're both the sort of people that question whether we're at fault as well.

Hated games at school. I managed to get a 'cold' at the beginning of term, be 'excused games' and make it last all term. .

Still not interested in sports or exercise. All a waste of time. I could be - shopping/eating/reading/drinking/sleeping/playing with computer (delete where appropriate)

Anno Greatnan I will withdraw any hint of a challenge. It wasn't so much a lack of fitness with me at school as really poor coordination, when running or anything else. I used to be able to do a lot of long high walks without getting out of breath or such.
I am not sure the dodgy back is up to much now though. It complains if I stand for very long.

Aw crimson . Crabby lot are they?

Crimson they come not singly......................

Have you heard about the man who missed his alarm clock, got soaked to the skin on his way to the station and then his train was late. When he got to work he had a row with his secretary and lost a deal he had been working on. That night he phoned his Dad to tell him all about it and Dad said "Don't worry son, it won't last"

The next day he woke up bright and early and the sun shone on his walk to the station. He actually got a seat on the train and when he got to work his secretary had put a flower in a vase on his desk. He got promoted because his boss said he was doing such a good job. That night he phoned his Dad and guess what he said?

Nellie; rounders balls are soo hard! I just used to duck or run away. When my team mates complained I just said 'but it might hurt me'. Needless to say I was always the one left when they chose teams. I used to be quite good at darts. though .

nelliem, she's not kidding!

Thanks Movedalot! I made a decision a while back not to whinge to my daughter when I'm fed up so, I'm afraid, so you lot cop it instead. Along with the computer guy, that is. Doesn't help that we had a power cut in the middle of the night and all the burglar alarms going off kept me awake. I'd fallen asleep on the sofa when it happened, then was desperate for the loo but was scared to go upstairs in the dark. The emergency torch didn't work.Then, when I did get back to sleep the fridge alarm kicked off. Bear with sore head, moi . [note to self; must buy a new torch]

Careful, nelliem - I am much fitter now than I was at 14! I would take on most teenagers at hill walking up very, very steep paths!

I quite liked hockey but loved netball!

Athletics was the best though.

crimson you did make me smile with the last bit! Don't let the b*****s grind you down

There must be someone else on G'net who did enjoy games at school. I didn't like netball but loved hockey.

Oh Greatnan I know just what you mean. I would love to race you. Play tennis with you! Jump over hurdles etc. I might just find someone who I stood half a chance of beating sharing last place with.

How I detested team sports. I could never catch or hit a rounders ball or understand the rules of netball. The memory of school sports haunts me still.

I will "watch" the Gransnet rugby team's handbags!