Runs Like a Girl
I learned to run 'like a girl' yesterday. This was harder than I thought. On
earth I was a runner and so the idea of skimming along the floor rather stiff
legged with my hands held just so made me want to either wrinkle my nose or
laugh. I could hear the taunts and howls of malicious glee if I dared to run
like this through the park in the neighborhood where I used to live.
He said he will teach me to slave walk soon. I picture the exaggerated walk of a
model strutting down a cat walk during a fashion show.
I wondered if he finds watching a girl running that way beautiful.
I did not ask.