What is it like to study physical education again in college?

I almost had to retake physical education in college. What kind of experience is this? I can’t bear to look back, but I’ll share it anyway.

Growing up, I rarely participated in any sports activities. It seemed that my parents told me that you can’t do it too much, and I didn’t have any projects that I was particularly interested in, so my sports cells were not developed.

How bad is sports? Even the 800 meters could not pass. The physical education teacher was very kind and said that as long as you finish the race, I will give you a pass. But I actually couldn't run the whole distance.

What impressed me deeply was that I started running with everyone, and then everyone rushed out. I tried my best, but I was tired after half a lap, and I couldn’t keep up after half a lap. Stopped. . . The teacher said you should run again. I was still exhausted after just one lap. Finally, with the help of several classmates, I managed to persevere to the finish line. How can I describe the feeling at that time? I felt exhausted, out of breath, and really wanted to GO DIE.

It wasn’t until I started working after graduating from college that I became interested in running, and because I wanted to lose weight, and I wasn’t in a particularly good mood at that time. I heard that exercise can make people excited. I started running again.

I set a small goal for myself. I didn’t ask for speed, but ran slowly. I started from a comfortable range that I could bear, 1 lap, 2 laps and 3 laps. I persisted little by little. It didn't take long before I could run 10 laps. Later, running 10km on the road was no longer a problem.

Having said so much, what I actually want to say is:

Why did I never try to exercise in college? Maybe it was because I was unwilling to try it after being rejected. Another reason was that I had no need or interest. How important are interest needs and self-confidence!

Why did I have to run at the pace of others at that time? I couldn’t keep up after being led into chaos. I need to find my own rhythm, know my place in the flow, it is so important not to deny myself and start from the beginning.

When I find my own rhythm and small goals, and step by step, I no longer feel flustered, anxious, or anxious. Progress makes me happy and confident. Because you know that as long as you work hard, the road will always be there, just like the mountains will always be there.

This is my experience of almost retaking it and retaking it myself after graduation.