This morning: I went to the track for a tempo run which ended up being so-so. I ran for 20:00 straight, didn't check for splits, excepting for the first lap, then ended up running slower than desired . Hmmmm. Then ran 4 X 200m.
I'm not getting hung up on the relatively poor work out, just going to move on.
I may be accused of old fartism here, but I'm going to risk it. While at the track this morning, a class of grade eights were "running" during P.E. I say running with quotes, because in actuality, only two or three of the kids were actually running. The furthest they had to go at any one time was 700m, and 95% of them walked. They spent 60% of their time sitting on the benches. I mentioned to the P.E. instructor that it looked like he had some difficulty motivating the kids to run, and he said, "well, unfortunately it's reflected in their grades". Guess what, the kids don't care! Something more needs to be done. (Ideas? Leave a comment.) It was a sorry display, and I couldn't help but say this very thing to a young woman who had been running with her children in a stroller. She heartily agreed and said she had to bite her tongue as they were also eating and littering during their "exercise".
As for the general level of physical fitness in society, times have changed. Or have they? I think so. My grade eight P.E. class would never have gotten away with this. Where have you gone Joe Dimaggio?