A Reread

I wrote this post last summer when I was still living in Philly. I didn’t post it then because it felt too angry and, as a result, not well written. I’ve read it a dozen times since then, taking out most of the reactionary comments and swearing (sorry in advance, mom). I’m posting it now because last week in class we discussed sexist discourse.

Talking about sexist discourse in a classroom setting – a mostly female classroom setting – gets personal very quickly. Everyone in my class, men included, had examples of sexism they’d experienced. We had to refocus ourselves every few minutes.

Sexism exists. When we employ sexist vocabulary and phrases it’s hurtful and demeaning. I know personally, and I know because I’ve spent the last week reading case studies on gender.

We fix this by choosing our words more carefully. Word choice matters, intonation matters, language matters.


To the guy who yelled that I need thigh guards while I was wearing short running shorts:

You don’t know me. If I have ever run past you before, I have never noticed. (Street harasser isn’t my type.) From your comments you seem to think that you do know me. So let me tell you some facts about myself.

I’m a recovering anorexic. I used to eat one bowl of Cheerios a day. I was addicted to laxatives, which I took after eating so my body wouldn’t digest the food. I weighed 92 pounds at age 20 and I no longer knew what it felt like for my stomach to be full.

Six years later, I’m a healthy weight. I eat food, good food, and lots of cupcakes. There are no laxatives in my home. I am a marathoner and a triathlete.

And my calves and thighs are fucking amazing. Next week I plan to run a ten miler on them.

When I first heard your words, my heart broke. You took me back to my worst mindset immediately. But then I remembered – why should I care what you think? (I almost flipped you off but I don’t want to be that kind of girl.)

This kind of bullshit is what women put up with every day. I bet you’ve never had a stranger criticize you while you were minding your own business. (If you think I was “asking for it” in my short shorts, that’s outrageous. No one should ever be assumed guilty because of their clothes.)

I will not let your comments ruin my run on a beautiful day in my comfortable workout gear. If you don’t like looking at my thighs, close your eyes. I am not here for you. I am here for me.

In conclusion, here’s the Fuck You I should have sent you when I ran past. Because I am that kind of girl, if that’s the kind of girl who stands up for herself and her worth.


One thought on “A Reread

  1. Denise says:

    You are fucking amazing!
    And I love and support you in all you do, curse words and all!
    Be strong! Be motivated! Mind the gap!
    I Love you,

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