Sometimes I get them. Mostly someone else does.
It's when I'm on public transport I realise how much other people, and their behaviour, has contributed to my gait. The way I sit is dependent on how they behave.
On Monday I had a guy sit next to me in his arrogant pretend sleep, his legs splayed so I had to sit with mine compressed together, my inner thighs pushing together so hard I could have crushed a raw potato with them. By the time I got off, my legs were aching and I felt angry at myself for not saying anything. I got home and ate more than I'd hoped to.
A large man with brutal lips and close cropped grey hair got on today. He told someone with a boom in his voice, which all the passengers could here, about how he'd bought a pie he thought was warm. The pie had turned out to very hot and in his enthusiasm he'd burnt his nose. He used a constant clatter of monosyllables to tell his story, with 'fucks' populating it. My spine was rigid until he got off. I think most people had the same problem.
It makes me all wonder about the word 'public' and what we are. I also wonder if every make someone's body react when I'm on a bus. I hope not - I don't really want to be in the public. I don't want to be on their transport.
