Gym Phobia Middle School

I sat on the cold gym floor, legs crossed, heart beating, waiting for my name to be called. At that point, I wasn’t sure if I even wanted it to be called. Thoughts raced through my mind like little kids on a playground. My middle school phobia was gym. If I’m being technical, it still is to a certain extent. My middle school phobia of gym was an irrational fear, but it was an experience that I was able to overcome.
When prompted with the question about where the fear originates, the answer is easy. My fear of gym came from my lack of athletic genes. From a young age, I just never had the athletic abilities that others had. When they did a cartwheel, I sat on the sidelines to watch. This was hardly a problem, as I learn to accept and embrace moments like that.
All I could ever think about all the time was gym. I always wondered about what we would do, or what we already did. Having a phobia of gym was more of a distraction. My day was either leading up to my gym hour or coming down from it. It was the center of everything.
I had to overcome this phobia because gym is a graduation requirement. Even if it wasn’t, I need it to live a healthy life. To overcome this fear of being present in gym class, I simply began to endure it. Somewhere along the way, I learned to not take things so lightly, and this applied to gym class. To get the grade, I did what I was supposed to do. I did nothing more, nothing less. With hard work and effort, it worked out in the end.
Ultimately, everyone will have a school related phobia somewhere in their lives. School may not suit some people, in which it results in several school related phobias. My phobia of gym, however, may not even be included in the category of school. In the end, it all becomes a story that everyone can laugh about. A fear is named fear for reason. It’ unrealistic and most likely won’t happen. If it does happen, you learn and grow from