Naked Runner

NB: I am not here for sex. After years of being an `intellectual`, I have suddenly – over the last 12 months – established a new relationship with and respect of my body, and the physical world in general. I have discovered the importance of movement as an outlet for the mind (through exercise, yoga and particularly dance – I`m a big, recent fan of 5Rhythms). And now this: On holiday in Portugal (in the picture above) I was – as usual – at a naturist beach. Not to cruise or to wank, but to enjoy my body`s interaction with the sun and breeze. But I was alone. For the first time I went for a swim naked (I usually put on swim trunks to swim). The waves crashing against me liberated me at another level – again, not sexual. Intuitively I set off on a 15 minute naked run along the beach. All alone with the elements.I want to explore this. Alone or with others. (and if sex comes along, I am not a prude! But it is not my intention, goal or aim). I`m fundamentally interested in travel to be naked in places where the sun and, especially, the sea are warm (although I live in the UK, I don`t find that it is at all hospitable to being naked, socially or – particularly – the climate!). Any travel partners out there?When it is warm, I`m found at Brighton`s naturist beach.