Fat kids need to fight dirtier...
From HealthDay News:
"Overweight kids who could benefit from sports and regular exercise are often discouraged from doing so by taunts and bullying, a U.S. study finds.
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"We found that as rates of peer victimization among overweight kids went up, rates of physical activity went down," lead author Eric Storch, assistant professor of psychiatry and pediatrics at the University of Florida, Gainesville, said in a prepared statement.
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Not only does bullying make overweight children want to avoid gym class, sports or other situations where they face ridicule, it also can lead to depressed feelings that keep these children from wanting to take part in activities.
"When you think about it, it makes intuitive sense, when you consider the hallmark signs of depression -- sadness, fatigue, lack of interest in things you used to like," Storch noted. "When kids are having a tough time with peers, and struggling with depression, then this can translate to reduced rates of physical activity."
Really? I thought bullying was what made kids dress in black, bring weapons to school, and grow up to be Republicans. Seriously, as a former fat kid, I can't recall being taunted and beaten for looking different when I was in school. There was certainly no distinction made by a P.E. coach between fatties and athletic types when it came to "dressing out," although there may have been a hint of the prison-esque, pick-a-fight-with-the-biggest-guy-in-the-joint mentality present. In the good old '80s, all a fat, uncoordinated kid had to do to win peer respect was to flail about using all arms and legs on whatever upperclassman was unfortunate enough to have picked a fight. To borrow a term from Erik The Viking, being known as a "berserker" may not have won one many friends, but it certainly didn't win many enemies. Pulling sock caps over faces to precede a punch, smashing faces of people on lower levels of the gym bleachers (thus forcing the smashee to calculate the risks of fighting back vs. the risk of tumbling thirty feet to the gym floor) are both effective fighting tactics to be employed by today's modern fat (sorry--is that not PC? Caloric Intake Abatement Challenged? Gland-induced Appetite Insatiable?) kid. These tactics are best utilized if one puts down the PSP from the one hand and discards the Krispy Kreme and/or Big Gulp that one is slopping on from the other.
Ah...High School Sports Memories.
From HealthDay News:
"Overweight kids who could benefit from sports and regular exercise are often discouraged from doing so by taunts and bullying, a U.S. study finds.
(snip)
"We found that as rates of peer victimization among overweight kids went up, rates of physical activity went down," lead author Eric Storch, assistant professor of psychiatry and pediatrics at the University of Florida, Gainesville, said in a prepared statement.
(snip)
Not only does bullying make overweight children want to avoid gym class, sports or other situations where they face ridicule, it also can lead to depressed feelings that keep these children from wanting to take part in activities.
"When you think about it, it makes intuitive sense, when you consider the hallmark signs of depression -- sadness, fatigue, lack of interest in things you used to like," Storch noted. "When kids are having a tough time with peers, and struggling with depression, then this can translate to reduced rates of physical activity."
Really? I thought bullying was what made kids dress in black, bring weapons to school, and grow up to be Republicans. Seriously, as a former fat kid, I can't recall being taunted and beaten for looking different when I was in school. There was certainly no distinction made by a P.E. coach between fatties and athletic types when it came to "dressing out," although there may have been a hint of the prison-esque, pick-a-fight-with-the-biggest-guy-in-the-joint mentality present. In the good old '80s, all a fat, uncoordinated kid had to do to win peer respect was to flail about using all arms and legs on whatever upperclassman was unfortunate enough to have picked a fight. To borrow a term from Erik The Viking, being known as a "berserker" may not have won one many friends, but it certainly didn't win many enemies. Pulling sock caps over faces to precede a punch, smashing faces of people on lower levels of the gym bleachers (thus forcing the smashee to calculate the risks of fighting back vs. the risk of tumbling thirty feet to the gym floor) are both effective fighting tactics to be employed by today's modern fat (sorry--is that not PC? Caloric Intake Abatement Challenged? Gland-induced Appetite Insatiable?) kid. These tactics are best utilized if one puts down the PSP from the one hand and discards the Krispy Kreme and/or Big Gulp that one is slopping on from the other.
Ah...High School Sports Memories.
posted by Woof at 9:04 AM
2 Comments:
I was a cat-eyed-glasses-wearing, dodgeball-hatin' fat kid.
Good times.
How do you think I learned about the sock-cap-over-the-head trick?
I forgot to mention the "kicking like a crazy person while comfortably rested on your elbows after you're knocked down" trick.
My glasses were the worst. Their already dated looks weren't enhanced with the addition of scotch tape, which held them together when my parents would get tired of having to replace them due to fights, clumsiness, etc.
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