Why run? While both my mother and sister were in out of town colleges at age 15, and both rose to the top of their professions, the reality of male/female interactions was best summed up with a short dialog between a past love of mine and a male.
SHE: Italian/English with classic British pale shin and deep, DEEP, blue eyes. Bright, and quite feminine but a surgical nurse.
HE: A Cuban physician, trying to pick her up at a hospital event.
Now, for the He Said/She Said event:
He said, “We Cubans run Miami now, what do you think about that?”
She said: Batting her eyes, and with a subtle but sensuous movement, “With these, I can do anything I want.”
In the end, females are designed to have us to whatever they want.
PS The designer knew what HE was doing, I suspect.
Any room left in that bunker?
Maybe it is only my mouth doing the running.