I was leaving the Huston Hoffman fitness center late one evening when a group of guys started walking towards me. I begin to think to myself, as I always did when passing men, make sure your shirts pulled up, make sure you are not moving your hips too much when you walk, and do not make eye contact with them. As they got closer and closer I felt my heart beat harder and harder. I could feel their eyes glaring at me almost undressing me with their gaze as I passed. I prayed this time they would let me pass without any vulgar comments. Finally, I passed them and breathed a sigh of relief, until I heard one of the men whistle. I rolled my eyes and kept walking until I felt a hand on my arm. It was one of the men and he said, “didn’t you hear me
