There are a few things that once felt bold to me but now seem completely ordinary:

My inaugural ride in the World Naked Bike Ride (WNBR) seemed quite daring at the time, though in hindsight, it doesn't feel as daring. Shedding my clothes wasn't necessarily remarkable or bold, but it was a completely different experience compared to being at a resort, a nudist beach, or a designated skinny-dipping location. There was something peculiar yet thrilling about being nude in familiar streets and places, places I would never have imagined traversing unclothed under any other circumstances. Surrounded by other like-minded, carefree individuals, basking in the warm embrace of the sun while pedaling through the city, this once bold act gradually transformed into a normal, joy-filled adventure over the years.

Opening the door nude for those who are aware of my nudist lifestyle and expect to see me in my natural state once I do answer felt like a daring act once upon a time. Similarly, staying unclothed in the comfort of my own home around friends or family who embrace this aspect of my life felt equally audacious. Now, however, it feels more natural and genuine, as if I am truly embracing and expressing my authentic self.

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