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My First Skirt: Pahla B.

But the funniest thing happened while I was flying through the air with my tiny little wisp of a Skirt that may or may not be showing off my derriere: I didn’t care. I was so FREE and my legs felt so wonderful that I didn’t even think about it until later. And by then it didn’t matter.
That Skirt quickly earned a top spot in my running wear rotation and became my first choice for race day. Nothing made me feel better or more confident than toeing the line in my Skirt.