Thursday, April 23, 2009
Watching Women Run
A woman I used to know—hi Jamie!—
often started her work day by running
from her car to the building where she worked.
I never saw her fall. But just watching
her run across the concrete made my heart
race because I was afraid she might fall.
I wonder if that was like exercise?
Was that a kind of cardio workout?
Did watching Jamie run make me healthy?
If being fearful a woman might fall
were an exercise, a weird kind of sport,
I’d be a gold medal Olympic champ.