This is not one particular story as much as a story of years of humiliation. I have never ever been a small girl and I blossomed early. When I was at the Catholic grade school we got this TROLL of a gym teacher who was heinously mean to me. She yelled at me for running too slow and being clumsy and big. You try having boobs in the fourth grade! My parents actually had to do some mediation thing with her and it still didn't improve the situation. One year I ran the mile in like 15:57 or something atrocious like that and she was making fun of me so badly that I cried and didn't eat for days because I thought I was too fat to even move.
Fast forward about 6 years later - the troll lady is a cross-country coach for one of our rival high schools. I was on the JV team because I was still large and not a good runner, but much better - I have never ran so aggressively in my life. I passed up almost every single girl from her high school that was in my race, ran one of my best times ever, and then, because I am a jerk, went up to her after the race and said "Still think I'm fat and won't be good at sports now?"
I HATED that troll lady. It took everything in me to not send her the captain's picture (cover of a calender for our high school that goes out to all the people in the community) and circle the picture of me looking all jocky.
