Being Aware Of the Way You Walk

Have you ever been out and about on foot on your own, when you pass a group of people, usually troublemakers in hoodies, and they scowl at you as you walk past and you do your best not to make eye contact with any of the gang as this will result in their favourite past time of kicking heads in? Well I have, and it's at this precise moment that I always become aware of the way I walk, which I know is absolutely ridiculous but it happens, my walk is absolutely fine, right foot left foot the body follows and I usually get to my intended destination, I occasionally have a slight limp (from an old sports injury) but all in all I think it's fine, but why is it when I need my ability to walk, do I get all jittery and start to think that I'm walking like a man who has just escaped the confines of his wheelchair? I convince myself that I have this stupid little bum wiggle that will make me look like some over exuberant queer, so I try to rectify my walk only to make it worse and end up walking even more stupidly, in my head I'm now walking like my left leg is six feet long and my right leg is 6 inches long. I could seriously give John Cleese (ministry of silly walks) a run for his money sometimes. I think if it continues then I'm going to stop walking altogether, or at least confront the gang of youths so they can break my legs, then I'll have an excuse for walking like a spazz.