I must admit that I am relating to this so much right now. It’s not my shadow, but my booty that I feel moving differently due to me finally creating some consistency in my working out!
She walked from her daily bus to her home.
Her walk, as usual uneventful.
But as she walked she watched her shadow.
The shadow bounced.
It’s footsteps were rhythmic and lively.
Who was this woman?
The woman with the confident stride.
The woman with the sassy sway in her hips.
I looked around, knowing there was no one else.
The woman with the confident stride was me.
When I became her I couldn’t tell you.
But I’m so glad I did.