Were You A Failure in Gym Class, Too?
I began seriously wishing I was a girl when I entered 7th grade and had to go to gym class. I couldn't do any of the boy things, like chinups and rope climbs, because my body was soft, arms weak and hips wide. It was humiliating, but then snuck into some girl gym outfits, and liked how sweet I looked.
How many others experienced same or similar experiences?
You knew Fat's couldn't make it!
I hated Gym class. I was always the last one chosen when it came time for picking team members. Of course I would have been lousy on any of the girls teams too so it's not really a gender thing. The arts were more my calling.
Debbie "Two Sheds" Kong
Thank You All for Comments
Reading your answers to my questions shows how different we all are. I am 76 years old so I spent my horrible junior high school years (there was no "middle school" then) during World War II, when boys had to be boys. I therefore worked at being a "Boy," and succeeded a bit, but never could develop a masculine body. It got to be so that I could "pass" at sports and being manly, but I always felt inadequate.
Whether that failure to be manly affected my desire to be a girl, I don't know. It is true, however, that my teen years were difficult and my feelings of failure from those years never left me.
Of course, I never heard of crossdressing or transgenders in those years, and considered my dressing desires to be shameful. So I've lived an outwardly male life largely successfully, father of 5, Navy Vet, successful career, etc., but still wish I could have lived it as a woman.
Love to hear from others, about those horrible teen years.
Gym for Jim (or is it Jym now ??)
Gym Classes (Known as P.E. to us in the UK at the time)... I was a failure because, although I could do chin up's, and press up's and weights (Amazingly well), and rope climbs and jumps and all that other stuff... I LOATHE football (Soccer), and I dont enjoy long distance running so I was just drummed out of the classes with a gentle mixture of bullying and staff ignorance.
In the end... All my energy became focussed on messing about, and getting excluded, suspended and then expelled. (worth it inn the long run, it got me sent away to boarding school, and freedom from my parents !!)
I have to admit, I once (yeah 'really' only once ?? HAA ha ha ha) tried on my sisters gym kit.... Yeah, Dont take me there ! I LOVED IT :p !!!!
XX
Jayme
Ps... My best time for a mile was about three quaters of an hour.
These Gym Experiences Are So Memorable
I must say, I was astounded at the response my question raised. Obviously, i have been haunted all my 76 years by those horrid days in gym, when my soft, girly body had to be exposed in the locker rooms and showers and when I tried pathetically to use my slender unmuscular arms to pull me up on the chinning bar. I see that so many of the girls, however, were very good athletes, but still were girls at heart ... or at least desired to dress like one.
A pox upon all the macho gym teachers who haunted us girly boys.