The Non Competitive One

It should come to no surprise that I sucked at gym class.  I wasn't good at sports at all and I was so so with a lot of gym activities we had to do.  Nope, never got far climbing up a rope.  I think I got mid way and was over it.  I hated gymnastics. I could do a half ass cartwheel and that's about it.  I almost fell over some balancing beam because my spotter wasn't watching me very well.  Thanks, Sherry, you jerk.  

When it came to sports, it was a nightmare for me being on teams.  Yes, I was one of the last ones picked.  It wasn't always but I was on the low end of the totem pole.  One summer, I decided that I would join a kick ball club with my sister.  She was good at it. I wasn't but I liked it.  I thought I would do well. I didn't.

There was one girl who was in my grade who was so obnoxious about sports.  Wendy Fraa.  We made fun of her last name.  Why should I be the only one who gets mocked for my last name?  Wendy would scream at me anytime I was on her teams during gym class and yes, she was on the kickball team that I joined.  She was just downright hateful.  Wendy wasn't the only one who screamed in my face over the years because I wasn't good enough.  Plenty of jocks did it to me in other classes over the years.  It really made me despise competitions or any type of sports.  

It got better in high school because some of the stuff didn't involve getting hit by balls.  I did well with tennis and believe it or not, I excelled at the dance classes.  I was one of six girls versus thirty guys, all of them in a grade higher than me.  They didn't have enough girls for this class so I got pulled from a different period along with a friend and it was just heaven to be with all of the senior guys.  I loved the dancing stuff.  It was awesome.

We actually had kind of a mix match of misfits on our volleyball and none of us were good but we were actually winning most of our face offs with other groups.  Why was that?  We were having fun.

I hate that people can't have fun.  It's always got to be a competition.  Can't we have fun instead?  A couple of weeks ago, we had a little trivia game we played and I joked about playing games. I said I hate competition.  Guess who was winning?  Me.  I won.  I could tell the Thinker was irritated because she said it was funny that the person was afraid and nervous is winning.  Sigh.  I have to keep in mind she's significantly younger than me and says things like this.   I said I wasn't afraid.  I don't like competitions.  I like beating people who get hung up on it like her and the diva. I knew the diva was irritated.    I was a little surprised but that's what competitive people do.  They can't handle losing. Especially to someone they think is a loser.  

We had an event where we went to the zoo several years ago as a group.  We were split up into threes and we had a quiz to fill out.  A quiz??????  For the zoo???? Hey F that.  I tried to throw the quiz in the garbage but Frick stopped me.  For once, Frick had a better idea and suggested we'll fill out some of the questions, but let's just have fun. I was paired up with her and Betsy and yep.  Believe it or not.  We had fun.  When I got asked if we filled out the questions, I said not completely, but at least I got to have fun.  Nobody won anything. Our group did because we got to have a little fun and enjoy seeing the sights.  

I went to my first baseball game in years and the Brewers lost. I wasn't mad.  I wanted them to do well but I don't sit and pout when my team loses.  It's like oh this sucks but you move on.  Life shouldn't always be so competitive.  

Have a good day good humans.  Here's to nobody screaming in our faces.