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It was 1970. I was in the fourth grade. And whenever Sister Mary Agnes was losing us during tough math lessons, she’d make us stand at our desks and do jumping jacks. It got our blood flowing, our brains working.
I can still see her now — standing at the chalkboard in full black-and-white habit, arms flapping, scapular bouncing, growing more red-faced with each jumping jack. One. Clap. Two. Clap. Three. Clap. She’d keep going until we reached 20.
To Sister Mary Agnes, those jumping jacks were a guaranteed energy burst. For the rest of us struggling to stay focused, they were the answer to our prayers.
Nobody had to tell Sister Mary Agnes how important physical activity was to growing children — to our ability to concentrate, to learn, to sit still and behave. She didn’t need publicly or privately funded studies to convince her. She just knew. And she made it her business to make it a part of our lives. Whether it was jumping jacks in the classroom, or jumping rope at recess in the church parking lot, Sister Mary Agnes made sure we moved.
When we weren’t in school, chances were we were moving, too. Growing up in Springfield, Mass., I lived in a neighborhood that would erupt into spontaneous games of Relievo. From 10 blocks around, there would be dozens of us running, twisting, turning, diving — whatever it took to capture our opponent, or escape.
Now, as an adult working in the health club industry — an industry that recognizes the dangers of physical inactivity and works to promote active, healthy lifestyles — I look back on those days with tremendous appreciation. Jumping over puddles; running across fields; climbing trees. Our minds were clear, our hearts light. We were free to move. It was play. And we loved it.
Everything we know tells us that exercise — movement — is critically important to growing children, adolescents and teens. We know that regular physical activity helps control weight; builds healthy bones, joints and muscles; mitigates stress, depression and anxiety; reduces the short- and long-term risk for numerous chronic diseases; enhances mood, energy and the ability to concentrate; helps with executive function and impulse control; reduces the likelihood of unhealthy, risky behaviors; helps develop social, emotional and cognitive skills; advances positive self-image and self-efficacy; positively correlates to academic success. The list goes on.
Yet regular physical activity — and especially physical play — has become a relic in our society. Sure, times have changed. Progress happened. But we’re at a juncture now where we absolutely must ensure that the benefits of progress are truly benefits and not burdens left for our kids.
Recently, the health and fitness industry carried the message to Capitol Hill, asking members of Congress for their help. We need it, because no matter how committed we are as parents or advocates of physical activity, we can’t do it alone. Our society has moved so far astray from a culture that inculcates physical activity — and physical play — into our daily lives that moving us back to “well” absolutely must be a collaborative effort. If our kids are to get the chance to be hard-playing, and to live active, healthy, happy, productive lives, we must work together, from all sectors of society.