Somehow “avid” and “nudists” used in the same sentence frightens me. I can handle avid birders, avid golfers, maybe even avid euchre players…They’re enthusiastic about their hobbies, and might try to convince you to try them. But they’re wearing clothes. And they don’t want me to shed mine.
Don’t get me wrong. I like naked. Naked can be a great thing. Most of us were conceived in a state of near or total nakedness and, some nine months later, popped out of the oven in the same condition. Not only that, but showering is pretty pointless if you step under the spray while still wearing your clothes. Naked’s good. My husband and I may not dedicate entire days to it like Christina Aguilera and her new husband, but we enjoy wearing The Emporer’s New Clothes just as much as anyone. But we keep it between the two of us.
Anyway, as a person wrote on another blog’s comments, “Eww. There’s not enough bleach in the world to make this a good idea.”
If you do intend to venture into naked workouts at the gym, heed David Letterman’s wise advice, top ten questions you need to ask yourself before exercising naked. And remember all those mirrors installed in most gyms. *Shudder*