I had to think a very long time about whether I should post this. It might shock some of my friends and relatives. But I was swayed by the current guiding principle of my life: what the heck?
On Jan 2 I visited a nudist resort and spent 2 hours basking in the sun, au naturale, surrounded by naked men and women. I was careful to keep the parts of my body that had never seen the sun in full shade to avoid a painful sunburn. Apparently that worked as I am fine now, 3 days later. Thanks for asking.
There was a pool, a DJ and lots of lounge chairs. I settled in a lounge chair where I could observe. I took a dip first – I had played pickleball earlier and felt sweaty – but mostly just sat and watched, with no interaction with the others, a mostly senior crowd of maybe 60 people. In the final 30 minutes I went into the tiki hut to watch the end of the Tampa Bay Buccaneers game (how could the Jets screw it up that badly?) and even danced one dance.
My conclusions:
- Most people my age are every bit as out of shape as I am. Maybe more.
- Dancing with a naked woman is easier than dancing with a clothed woman because you don’t have to expend energy in mentally undressing her.
No, I don’t have any photos. Be grateful for that.
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