Lonely Suburbs

The suburbs are painstakingly lonely when you’re not in school anymore. There’s not much to do and finding a sense of community is nearly impossible. Most things you’d do to meet people aren’t very accessible, whether it’s trying to find a place a volunteer (that’s mostly been a dead end for me), going to events (there’s only so many you can go to), or the most laughable of all, trying to find a local job. It seems all I can really do is count down the days until I can afford to leave. I’m fine with the fact that building a career takes time. But if I’d known I would feel this stuck, I would have gotten more work experience when I was still in college. I’d certainly be further along by now. The only benefit to having alone time is that I can get plenty of writing done.

On Gym Class

The thing about gym class is that it has so much potential. It has the potential to teach young people to fall in love with fitness and self care. It has the potential to help teens appreciate their own strength and abilities. It has the potential to help young people who may be dealing with struggles no one else knows about to have some time to let go and have fun.

Unfortunately, gym class did none of these things for me. I have memories of being made to play dodge ball (a game I never wanted to play), only to have usually harmless balls fly by my head at a ridiculously fast pace and smack into the wall, leaving me to think, ‘That could have been my face.’ I was a pacifist with a dislike for team sports, and I had no interest in hitting anyone with a ball. This usually meant no one wanted to hit me either, so I stood there awkwardly until the game was half over and let a rolling blue or red ball touch the tip of my sneaker, allowing me to finally walk away to the sidelines.

Some days we were made to play my least-favorite sport– volleyball. I never found it fun. If you’re not good at it and hit the ball so it flies in the wrong direction, people look at you as though you have three heads. I have my strengths like anyone else, I didn’t care that volleyball wasn’t one of them. The judgement is one reason I didn’t like high school. Being in a classroom should be about growth and improvement, but in most cases, people were judged for the skills they already had, not for their ability or potential to improve in those skills.

This leads people to believe false things about themselves. It leads people to believe things like, “I am not a math person,” or “I am not an English person,” or in my case, “I am not a sports person.” I realize now that, quite frankly, that’s a load of crap. You can be any kind of person you want to be. The key is realizing you are not defined by natural abilities alone. You’re defined even more by the things you actually put work into. Skills are like seeds. If you nurture them, they are likely to grow.

On other days in gym we’d have to run around the track. There’s nothing wrong with having access to a nice, beautiful track. But these days always felt unstructured, no one ever wanted to do them, and people like me, who had asthma, had to walk more than run anyway. It was just another day of class that perhaps some people liked, but many people dreaded.

By the time I was an upperclassman, it was easier to choose the class I wanted, so I usually ended up going to the weight room. As far as weight rooms go, I think our school had a nice facility. I rode an exercise bike, walked on the treadmill, and used a couple other machines to pass the time. I wasn’t terribly enthusiastic about being there, but it was better than being stuck in the middle of a dodge ball game.

Perhaps my dislike of most sports meant I wouldn’t have enjoyed gym, even if it were structured a little differently. The sports or related activities I do like include hockey, yoga, climbing, biking, and skating. I suppose the last two aren’t the most feasible in a class setting. I think it’s good we got to try different things, but as with most high school courses, I feel the overall purpose of the class (to help students be healthy and active) is lost in the fact that many of us were put into situations that only made us feel uncomfortable or inadequate.

Don’t even get me started on the locker rooms. I never had a problem changing in front of other people. Maybe I felt a little self conscious, but overall I didn’t care. But (and I can only speak from my own experience), I think in a time when our bodies as young women and people were changing, and as we were getting to know ourselves and our identities, I think the locker room of all places is a space where body positivity should be promoted. The idea that all bodies are beautiful should be plastered on posters all over the damned place. No teen should be made to go into a locker without first being taught the most important thing I feel gym could/should ever teach you: love your fucking body.

We did have one interesting day in gym class where two men (I believe they were both Indian) taught a session about breathing exercises and meditation. We were young, and not everyone took the session seriously, but I know that’s something that stuck with me. I knew they were there because they cared about what they were teaching us. They taught us coping mechanisms. They taught us a way to practice self care.

I remember other days in gym where people (who were able) were encouraged to donate blood and the way it helped many people. Days like that were good. They were important.

Unfortunately I associate most days in gym, especially before I started going to weight room, with just being unhappy. I felt out of place and awkward. I feel like it’s something that was supposed to be fun, but it was hardly ever fun for me.

I remember having teachers say that being on your period isn’t an excuse to sit out of gym. While I’m sure there are people who would abuse this as an excuse, I hardly see how pain, nausea, dizziness, or headaches aren’t an excuse to rest while loud basketballs are dribbling and sneakers are squeaking across the court.  You can’t put an ultimatum on something that affects different bodies differently.

There are things I liked about our gym classes. We had nice facilities, the weight room was good, the locker rooms, as far as I remember, were clean and I felt safe. We had several teachers to go to if we had questions. If I could change anything about how the classes went? It would probably be the same thing I’d want for any class: Stop treating all students as though they learn, or play, in the same way, at the same pace, at the same time. Students shouldn’t have to feel like they are better or worse than anyone else in the classroom. They should feel like they can always improve and be better than they were yesterday.

 

 

Wrote an article about winter sports; check it out on Global Glam!!

16 Extraordinary Winter Sports To Try With Your Squad, Because YOLO

Is your New Year’s resolution to work hard and play harder? These winter sports may be just the thing to add a dash of fun during the snowy months.

By: Ashley Tiara Lilly

When that first snow falls, magic is in the air. Some days, it makes you want to stay indoors, curled up with a blanket, hot cocoa, and your favorite book. Other days, it sparks your love of adventure, making you want to embrace the outdoors and explore that winter wonderland. This is where winter sports come in. If you want to try something a little different from the usual ski trip, here are fifteen winter sports your squad is sure to love:

Ice Climbing

If you’re a climber at heart and love a good challenge, ice climbing may be just the sport for you. Using a harness, crampons, ice axes, and other forms of equipment, ice climbers tackle anything from cliffs to frozen waterfalls. Be aware though, it’s more dangerous than it looks.

See the full article here.

 

Tears and Mermaids

Life isn’t always sugarplums and rainbows

I wish I could always escape into winter

Wonderlands, ice castles and dragon kingdoms

Falling stars and oceans filled with mermaids

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Even fantasy can’t always take away

The struggles and sadness that come day

To day. Sometimes tears are the closest you

Get to a magical, mermaid-filled sea.