I was a very poor athlete. Didn't play organized sports as a kid. Parents weren't sports people, and they figured I, as a shrimpy, weird kid, would have just hated it. They were right (a friend described his little league experience as wake up early on Saturday, strike out four times, hope the ball never came his way. That woulda been me).
My high school didn't have PE, so I did JV (non-competitive) golf three times, and my last year they offered some kinda of circuit training course. In retrospect, I would've been all over a weight training class, but it was not to be. I could have sat at the end of some JV bench I suppose. I was probably somewhere in the 5-7, 145 range. A teacher saw my licence and said I was in no way the 155 it listed. I think I'm pretty naturally unathletic, as I've never been able to pick up anything and look anything but unnatural trying to do it. Some kids get spotted in the halls by coaches and pressured to play. I had a teacher pushing me to help on a school play because it was a good social experience (I only did it late in HS, something I regret).
Nowadays I'll do pickup basketball if the right game comes along, but my lack of handles/feel for the game leaves me mostly setting illegal screens and trying not to hold the ball. A friend got me into running, and while I'm not fast by any means, I like doing it and don't think much of five-plus miles after work, or going farther on the weekend.