No one in my family went to a gym on a regular basis when I was a kid. There are things I remember from childhood in regards to my family being active. I recall my mother and grandmother would go to the gym on ocassion, and I remember my stepdad having a weight bench with a few weights down in the basement (I don't really see these types of weights very often but they were the cement type with a plastic outer shell). Mostly there was no fitness in our family from what my aging mind can recall.
I know as an adolescent I struggled with some activities ( couldn't do one pull up, don't remember ever doing a push up, and the gym rope was a nightmare). When I moved Into the fifth grade I believe it was, I started playing baseball. I really enjoyed this but it was a little rough because we were dirt poor and sometimes people are a little mean to the ones who have nothing. That's a different story.
When I entered junior high I hit a growth spurt and started to gain some size. It's funny really how people will always pick on the person who has nothing, it's like they realize your low but still have something left (confidence, hope, desires, whatever) and they decide you don't deserve that and will do what they can to take it away. Although once you become bigger than these people they become scared of repercussions and will actually just let you be yourself and get through the day. I realized that the bigger I got the more people would stop treating me like dirt.
So without writing a book this was my reason. Is it a good reason? No. But it's mine.