I enjoy being a girl

It's 86 degrees outside, and guess what? I'm wearing a dress. Oh, I love being a girl. Men, by rule, aren't allowed the social freedom to wear semi-pants (i.e. shorts) to work, but Women can freely wear skirts and dresses.

Here is a list of other reasons I love being a girl:

1. I can wear high heels

2. There are tons of Christian books out there specifically geared toward my gender

3. I can ask my mechanic to explain, for the third time, why my car is making that noise and he never seems to mind (possibly offensive comment, but if I was a guy, I'm pretty certain my mechanic would be annoyed)

4. I can freely hug

5. I always have the right to refuse a boy who asks me to dance

6. I can wear sparkles

7. I can tell people how much they mean to me without feeling embarassed

Yesterday I was working on my fitness in my pink t-shirt and ponytail when I peered at my reflection in the gym mirror. I noticed that I was sweating so hard, my t-shirt looked like I had run through the sprinkler in it. I lifted those 5 pounders (hey, I'm not looking to bulk up) to do my final set of tricep flies and smiled to myself, because I was disgusting. Disgusting.

Sometimes I think the gym is gender neutralizing because it's the one place where I can sweat excessively and nobody seems to care. In fact, dare I say, it might even make me look cooler (literally. get it?:).

The moment I walked out the door of the gym in my workout clothes, I felt embarrassed because of how my shirt looked. I kind of skip-ran past the outdoor-seating restaurants lined along the street until I got to my car. This probably drew more attention (I was, after all, displaying Mr. Bean-like spurts of running energy), but I just couldn't look at the people's faces as I passed. I knew that they were all thinking, "Ew, how could a girl sweat that hard?! "

kiki san