Naked family

I don’t work out “cute.”

All of the blood in my body runs to my face. I sweat like a center for the Detroit Lions. My clothes get soaked. It’s not attractive. This picture is a full 10 minutes AFTER my last sprint interval AND a 5 minute ride home WITH ALL THE WINDOWS DOWN. I was not markedly cooler. By the way, this is where I totally endorse Coppertone’s Sport Breathable Sunscreen (SPF 50, ultra sweatproof) because it really DOESN’T run in your eyes. It’s not just marketing! This is especially important to me because 1) sweat and 2) I wear contact lenses. Sunscreen in your eyes with contact lenses is like a week in the 7th circle of hell.

Back to sweaty… how gross and sweaty I was made me think, “It would be so nice to just go home, take a shower, and hang around the house naked all day.” (With towels on the couches, of course.) But we’ve got a roommate/boarder so that’s not really an option much to – I’m sure – everyone’s relief.

And that started me thinking about general nonsexual nakedness and a conversation I had with my friend Sarah the other day. I always thought I was a freak from a totally weird family because I’ve seen everyone in my immediate family naked.  Bodies weren’t a big deal in my house and it was nothing to have Mom and/or Dad walking around in various stages of undress. I mean, not in front of COMPANY or anything but growing up there were the four of us (three women) and ONE BATHROOM. You have NO PRIVACY. Not to mention that my sister’s idea of cooling off after a hot day at work was to come home, take off her shirt and bra, and flop down on the couch. LEAVING HER JEANS AND COMBAT BOOTS ON.

We really didn’t just wander around the house naked all the time. We were clothed more often than we weren’t, but if someone wasn’t wearing a shirt or pants (or occasionally underwear) it was pretty normal to us. I didn’t realize that MOST families aren’t like that until I went to college. Imagine my shock.

So every once in a while someone makes a comment, or I see a movie like Home for the Holidays, where some nonchalant parental nakedness happens and the kids aren’t scandalized and I figure there must be OTHER Naked Families out there. Probably like the Spanking Families, they’re just not talking about it.

By the way, if my mother ever discovers the internet I’ll be grounded for the rest of my life.

And there you go. That’s a little snapshot of how my brain works.

These are my running shoes:

They’re called Five Fingers from Vibram and have a hard formed sole to protect the bottoms of your feet. Though I’ll tell you brother that if you’re running on hot pavement, those suckers heat up in a few miles.

They are surprisingly comfortable and provide the best calf/foot/ankle workout I have EVER HAD. They’re super light and force me to run up on the ball of my foot, hence all the work. I tend to be a heel-toe girl (not quite sure how I ever managed to be a sprinter in high school with that running style) and heavy footed. These shoes FORCE me to lighten up.

They’re also great shoes for outdoor yoga or yoga on the road. All you need are some weight lifting gloves (or fancier ‘yoga’ gloves) and you’re all set – no mat required.

P.S. You can compare the ALARMING PALENESS of my legs to my EXTREMELY RED face above in order to compare the ridiculous blood flow. At least I know my arteries and capillaries work, right?

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  1. Those shoes look totally interesting, I guess you can’t knock it till you try it, but they don’t jump off the shelf at me and scream good foot support.

    As far as naked-ness goes… I have to agree and take it a step further, I think the families that don’t make a huge deal about occasionally being at a stage of undress are healthier in every way. Nudity becomes more of just a thing that happens when you don’t have clothes on, instead of a sacred taboo snapshot.

  2. about that naked family stuff–my parents were nudists. When I’d go to their house I’d announce myself before walking in especially if I had anyone with me. That way my dad would have time to cover. I draw the line at no underwear on my dad. Otherwise, fine.

    And those shoes look great. you can really practice with those and good gloves, no mat?

  3. @Sarah – The sole on the shoe is thick enough to protect the feet from rocks, etc. but thin enough that you can feel the ground. One of the things I like about the shoes is that they force a better awareness when walking/standing. I wouldn’t recommend doing yoga on slippery rocks or anything, but gloves and the Five Fingers are more than sufficient on even the longest grass…

  4. stuff about nakedness is interesting , people in india the part of the world which i represent and live absolutely does not accept nudity, even if you are interested you can do it in your closed home, we dont even talk about it openly to any body.

    the shoe is very nice where can i find them for myself.

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