Gym class is a double-edged blade for most kids. If you're athletic, congratulations, you got 50 minutes to enjoy that, surrounded by competition far below your travel [insert sport] league's caliber. If you aren't athletic, it's a sudden physical grind after enjoying the comfy womb of scholarly intellectual bullshitting. And yet there's a third path. A path of confidence, leading other friends through high school's villainy and then taking everyone out for youth-center-juice-bar smoothies after. This John Wilson design goes out to the Red Ranger in all of us, and the real hero we can become if we put our minds to the morphing that is growing up.