I was a very athletic child. I ran on the playground, I flipped on the monkeybars, I swam in the local pool every chance I got. I played in my backyard until it was too dark to see.
Movement equaled fun. There was no wrong way to play.
I became an anti-athletics person when I started high school. Physical Education (P.E.) was a mandatory class and students were graded; not on participation, or creativity, but on how "fit" they were.
Movement = GPA. There were nothing but wrong ways to exercise.
I transitioned out of P.E. and into dance class, where exercise and creative expression blended nicely, as soon as possible; but the fear and dislike of "athletics" remained.
Lately, I have been working to undo these old assumptions and self-told stories. I am learning how to run - an endeavor all to itself - and I am learning how to set aside old training to make way for a feeling of fun and physical success.
So far, the biggest boon has been the freedom to reject exercise metrics. There is no one grading me, and most importantly, I do not have to grade myself.
It is ok to ignore the bright blue display calculating distance and speed and calories burned. It is ok to run until I am tired and sweaty and grinning on an endorphin rush. It is ok to feel like it is fun.
It should be fun. Otherwise why bother?