'The miracle isn’t that I finished. The miracle is that I had the courage to start.'
One of my favorite New Year traditions is brining in the new year with nakedness. Many cities and towns have naked New Year runs or polar dips. Sometimes they're on December 31st, often they're early in the morning on January 1st. Both are fun, but the January 1st run or dip also helps if you have a hang over.
There's nothing like the feel of frigid cold air on your naked body, or freezing cold water sliding up your ass crack. If you've ever done it, you know what I mean. I know there are naked runs, swims and bike rides all year long, but none require the unique courage necessary for the nude winter events.
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