Top 10 Worst Things About P.E. Lessons

I am the worst in my class in P.E. So every time I have P.E., I try to avoid it as much as possible. In front of the whole class, the teacher emphasized my name every time. I really felt like crying, but this one particular nice P.E. teacher stood up for me, saying, "She did well today. What are you talking about?"

Instead of reflecting on himself, he just blamed the nice teacher for being "biased." All of you P.E. teachers are the reason I don't want to participate in physical activities in my school. I hate you all.

Yes, running a giant lap in 100-degree weather is the most fun of all. You know what else is fun? Being mocked and judged because you're bad at the sport, and for some reason, everyone thinks you're the worst person to ever exist. But when someone fails a test in, say, math, it's like, "Pfft, stupid math. You did well, buddy."

I didn't like religious studies. That was fine. I didn't like PE, and somehow that was alien to them. The mind boggles.

I wouldn't mind it if they acted like this was a privilege. Working out in the heat while people tell you to raise your knees, work faster, and do ten more sit-ups for being lazy. Yeah, fun. I'm doing this for my body, not for pleasure, so stop acting like it!

P.E. gave me some of the most horrid memories of my life. I always was, and always will be, the kid who just isn't capable of doing it right. I had three teachers in total, and only one was normal. The first one used to pick on me really badly. I was hoping to have an A in P.E. at the end of the year, and I was only missing that last A. She didn't give up and decided that a B was right for me on the last day of school. I got teased, and everything I did got blown out of proportion. It only got worse with my second teacher.

Out of all the memories, I'm not sure which one caused me the most trauma, but I specifically remember doing high jumps. I ran the first time, fell, did it again, failed, and fell again. Everyone but my group of friends laughed their heads off, and I just began to cry. Everything just piled on - all the times I got bullied, yelled at by the teacher, and made fun of. She made me run extra times after that, while I was still crying, of course.

Afterward, she began to put us in a line and yell at me. She kept screaming that I would grow up to be nothing because, unlike everyone else in my class, I "don't listen." Yeah... She's also my neighbor. Send help. Just this year, and I won't have to look at her ever again.

I can relate to this so well. For all you P.E. teachers, listen up. You are all terrible people. Smart kids hate you. You ruined my life. Because of you, I have to resort to talking to my own head for comfort. You make me and my friends look like idiots, while jocks and cheerleaders are praised for their physical abilities.

Do you know how unfair that is? Because of your class, I don't have all A's on my report cards. You're the bane of my existence. Because of you, I hate myself. I want to be someone else. Because of you, I am bullied beyond belief. Because of you, I have no real friends. You give people a reason to hate me. Therefore, I hate you.

I'll never understand why people say, "Oh, but it keeps you fit."

And? You can do that outside of school anyway. I think the education system itself is already massively flawed, but at least in other subjects, I can understand why they teach them. You don't want to be that guy who spells "large" wrong or that person who doesn't know where Africa is.

But P.E.? What does it do besides make you feel bad that everyone else is physically perfect and you're that one kid who's always last whenever you run a lap? Heck, if they want to make you fit, why don't they let individuals decide what they want to do instead of making them do 100 pushups?

One boy started screaming at me during kickball when I asked him if I was supposed to throw it to him or the kid next to him. I was paying attention to the game and trying my best, but because I didn't play the game all the time, I wasn't familiar with the rules. He started yelling about how I was just some stupid girl who doesn't pay attention and doesn't want to get sweaty or get my hair messed up.

He yelled so loudly that everyone in the room flinched, including the gym teacher. I was already having a stressful day because I couldn't stop thinking about my grandmother, who had just passed away. I got overwhelmed and just started crying. Some of my friends were concerned and helped me in the locker room. But the teacher didn't say a word to the boy or to me. I cried like a baby.

Why would coaches treat us like this? We run a million laps non-stop for the whole period for failing a mile run. One sensitive girl fell down crying in pain, and my teacher called her a 5-year-old crybaby and sent her to the office automatically after arguing. JUST WHY!?

As she cried while arguing with my P.E. teacher, I continued to run faster, away from my teacher, as fast as I could. When we changed, my teacher gave me this weird look that pierced deep into my soul. I had shivers down my spine afterward. I was very angry and wished I could burn down my school.

I've had to suffer through grades and grades of P.E. While I had one merciful teacher who allowed me to decide whether I could or could not do an activity, my other teachers were quite forceful about making me participate.

It's unfortunate that P.E. is a "core subject," despite the fact that most people do not plan on being athletic. I understand if it's just simple running, but we have to learn about professional techniques and run as though we were child athletes. It's unreasonable, as it's compulsory even for those with health problems, but it's necessary to even pass the grade with mediocre scores.

What's worse is when they think you're faking it.

Oh, look, there's blood on my face! No, I never hurt myself. I was running around for half an hour with ketchup on my tongue!

I got hit in the face by a ball several times. I had glasses on. I was so lucky that the glass didn't shatter. I would've been blind by now if it had happened.

When I was in middle school, we had a rock climbing wall in gym. Once, I saw a kid fall off of it, and he was bleeding.

Thanks to gym class, I have severe anxiety over being forced to play basketball during P.E. after being hit in the head twice yesterday.

Luckily, I don't have any injuries from it, but I'm still worried about the possibility of it happening if my gym teacher makes the class play it again.

I have mini panic attacks sometimes because of P.E. I get told off for apparently not putting any effort in.

I sit in class every day hoping I get a good grade in P.E. because I don't know! I could have an F for all I know.

I hate the beep tests. They are just torture that PE teachers put us through. What is the point? Who cares who can run the longest and fastest? PE teachers are just giving the jocks and the athletes bragging rights and making the people who are not the fastest or the best at running long distance feel bad about themselves. There is no point!

I hate the PACER test. It feels like I'm going to pass out whenever I do it.

I hate the PACER test since it makes my lungs feel like they're on fire.

In my school, you have to run a mile once a week. I am athletic, but I suck at running. When I'm running, I can't catch my breath and literally feel like I am about to pass out. Then the PE teacher says, "Run faster!" "Try harder!" but he does not understand that I'm halfway dead.

Once, a kid stopped because he felt he was about to barf, but the teacher just said, "Well, do you have asthma?" He said no, so the teacher made him run two more laps. He eventually threw up and was sent home, which led to him missing the rest of the school day. Because of the mile run, he missed any lessons that might actually be important in his lifetime.

I have had two of those kinds. I almost threw up afterwards from the running, and then seeing a fat, chubby face chewing on a Big Mac. Ugh.

I have never had one of those, but I certainly don't WANT one!

I try my best, but I still suck at P.E., and everyone else in my class is amazing! It's really embarrassing when I can't catch, kick, or throw a ball. Five-year-olds are probably better than me. I'd do anything just to be good at one sport. I wouldn't care which sport.

I feel so bad in teams because I wish I were helpful and could actually help the team win. Most of the time, I'm the reason why we lose. I freak out before every P.E. lesson and worry myself so much the night before that I lose sleep.

Others yell at you, and some laugh. Either way, you will end up being embarrassed. I am still in middle school, so I am still going through this. I made the mile run, but only behind everyone else. Why can't we choose whether we want PE in our lives or not?

I am a teenage girl, and in my opinion, gym class is the worst subject ever. In my school, the teacher tells us every useless rule for every sport. Since I am not athletic, these rules will not help me in life. I'm not going to sign a million-dollar contract with my favorite team or join the US Olympic team. Plus, my school makes us take tests in gym on all those lame rules! You are amazing if you agree with me.

I understand why math, science, and language arts are taught consistently in schools - they give you knowledge you can use in the future. All PE does is force you to run in circles and talk to losers for an hour.

My P.E. teachers say nice things about everyone, not just popular kids. But maybe those are other mean teachers.

They also only give good grades to the popular kids, even though everyone is participating except them.

This should be in the top three. This is also very true.

As a male, I am constantly depressed about doing PE because I enjoy classwork way more. I get mocked, and also my coach is sexist. The females do athletics and running, things that I am moderately good at, and all we have to do is football. Football and basketball, my two least favorite sports.

Yeah, the boys can play football or basketball. Girls? You can go crawl through each other's legs and lie on each other. Periods? Don't be stupid. You're only 16.

Girls, you can do the easy stuff. Boys, you can do a million-mile lap around the field and then lift 15-ton weights.

I cannot stand people discouraging others because they are not as good. The teachers never discourage, but the students do. Not everyone is good at making shots or has skills in basketball.

People on my team yelled at me and tried to kick me off being goalie in Gator Ball because I accidentally let in one goal. The thing is, my team won anyway, so I don't know what they got so upset about.

So true. There was this one kid in my PE class who got scolded by his partner and two other kids because he was doing badly in badminton.

Precisely. I'm holding the hockey stick wrong, and suddenly I'm the worst excuse for a student in the history of education. Isn't that overstatement quite a big one? Considering that I do so brilliantly in math and the sciences?!?!

Teachers sometimes come up with absurd rules. In floor hockey, I got yelled at for clearing the puck out of my own goalie's crease.

It's true. I once made a mistake in basketball and got told off!

P.E. teachers are not real teachers. They're extremely stupid. Go get a life.

I hope my P.E. teacher is reading this. I hope he cries! Muahaha.

Okay, that's a little too much. But I hate P.E.

That's good, so you can learn and get better in math if you need help.

Soccer, football, baseball, and more have running. They make you hot and sweaty. The PE teachers don't care if you're hot and sweaty. Their goal is to rob people's lives when they're not sporty. So, Positron Wildhawk, I agree on this 100 percent. I feel your pain.

We are allowed to take little breaks in between sometimes.

Biology already teaches you the muscle groups. P.E. just tries to do the same!

I had this overweight P.E. teacher that didn't even do the P.E. himself but acted all high and mighty.

Every boy in my school is obsessed with sports, and every girl is either good at sports or they suck. But I personally suck. I am a little chubby, so they take that as an advantage to beat me. They choose me last for every sport, no matter what it's for. "Oh, she can't throw, she's too fat!"

"Oh, she can't catch, she's too fat!"

We are doing gymnastics. Everyone else can do it but me. I try my best but just can't do it. Afterwards, people in my class say things to me, making me hate PE even more. There is something wrong with my leg, but I can't get out of PE. So, I try but am horrible at it.