As a general rule in the world according to RAW, it's not a good thing if you can be identified by the way that you walk. A peculiar walk is easily parodied and is low hanging fruit for anyone who desires to make some grander point about what a goober you are.

If you're way uptight, you can have a militaryish walk. If you're morbidly obese, you waddle. If you treat something as simple as moving from Point A to Point B as some sort of grand presentation of yourself... it doesn't come across as you would like. Not to me, although my opinion counts for little in terms of coolness or respectability.

Of course, in some dicta of coolness, there is such a thing as a "cool" walk. This has been true over the decades, though as with all fashions it's changed over the years. The was the walk of The Fonz from Happy Days, the my-future-is-so-bright-I-gotta-wear-shades walk of the 80's, the macho gangsta playa walk of the 90's, and so on.

But my appreciation of someone immediately declines if they try to demonstrate their hepness with poor posture and an inability to perform to the normal ways of walking.

Over the weekend I pulled a hamstring or something. Instead of an injured limp (which is uncool but understandable), I have this odd combination of a stiff walk, a presentation walk, and a waddle. It's not only painful, but painfully gooberish.

I've become the strange walker type that I ordinarily reserve for ridicule.

Could be worse, though, as at least it doesn't somehow incorporate the macho gangsta playa walk.

Thank heavens for small favors.