Physical Fitness
JOURNEY TO THE CENTER OF PHYSICAL FITNESS
KESHNI KOKILAKUMAR
CLIFTON SPEARS
As I walked through the doors of the small yet strangely familiar gym of Ridgeview Middle School, thoughts rushed back and forth through my mind. They were simple thoughts, though each of them turned into questions. I had signed up through Fulton Virtual Schools, and since this was the first time that they were opening the Physical Fitness program to us, I couldn’t help but feel slightly anxious. I had already experienced some difficulties, as the confirmation email that was needed wasn’t present until two days before we (my mother and I ) received a phone call from my soon to be instructor, Clifton Spears, who said that I was to report at Ridgeview Middle School at 9:00 in the morning. Although I was instantaneously joyous (as seen by myself almost falling down the stairs as I flew down them), I had negative thoughts about how early I was going to have to wake up. As an effect to that, I ended up groaning. Wrong time for that. As I was showing my mother the voicemail, she was giving me the usual, our 30 minute lectures which eventually drew out to maybe one or two hours tops. Again, wrong time for groaning. She took that the wrong way and made a dramatic switch to the phase in which she called “constructive criticism”, which was just a euphemism for her yelling. While she spent all her (and not to mention my) valuable time, I was frantically trying to explain what I actually was groaning about. She eventually understood, but like every good mother, she didn’t apologize. Ahh, those were the good times.
I was given the equipment that I would need to record my heart rate and that it would need to be within the target heart rate zone. Then I would have to upload onto the website and then my heart rate would be sent to the instructor. Along the way I slowly learned how to use the equipment, since it was new and a little confusing. Along the way I learned other things like what the
KESHNI KOKILAKUMAR
CLIFTON SPEARS
As I walked through the doors of the small yet strangely familiar gym of Ridgeview Middle School, thoughts rushed back and forth through my mind. They were simple thoughts, though each of them turned into questions. I had signed up through Fulton Virtual Schools, and since this was the first time that they were opening the Physical Fitness program to us, I couldn’t help but feel slightly anxious. I had already experienced some difficulties, as the confirmation email that was needed wasn’t present until two days before we (my mother and I ) received a phone call from my soon to be instructor, Clifton Spears, who said that I was to report at Ridgeview Middle School at 9:00 in the morning. Although I was instantaneously joyous (as seen by myself almost falling down the stairs as I flew down them), I had negative thoughts about how early I was going to have to wake up. As an effect to that, I ended up groaning. Wrong time for that. As I was showing my mother the voicemail, she was giving me the usual, our 30 minute lectures which eventually drew out to maybe one or two hours tops. Again, wrong time for groaning. She took that the wrong way and made a dramatic switch to the phase in which she called “constructive criticism”, which was just a euphemism for her yelling. While she spent all her (and not to mention my) valuable time, I was frantically trying to explain what I actually was groaning about. She eventually understood, but like every good mother, she didn’t apologize. Ahh, those were the good times.
I was given the equipment that I would need to record my heart rate and that it would need to be within the target heart rate zone. Then I would have to upload onto the website and then my heart rate would be sent to the instructor. Along the way I slowly learned how to use the equipment, since it was new and a little confusing. Along the way I learned other things like what the