I have never wanted to be a bicycle more.
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THE BIKE RIDER
I have never wanted to be a bicycle more.
MORE NAKED BIKE RIDE!
From Portland, the city with the motto: "Keep Portland Weird."
Congratulation s PDX on setting new World Naked Bike Ride (WNBR) record.
What an amazing city!
PDX--World Naked Bike Ride 2010!
Portland, Oregon, might have set a new world record this past Saturday, when an estimated 14,000 people grabbed their bikes and stripped off their clothes for the annual Naked Bike Ride.
Thousands more lined the streets, cheering. People who watched say it took about 30-40 minutes for all the riders to pass by. At each intersection along the route, police blocked traffic. Some waved, some smirked. Some folks along the route stripped naked in solidarity. Many flashed cameras, and texted friends that they'd just seen more bare butts and boobs than they'd ever seen in their lives.
It was truly a memorable event, a new world record, and for yours truly, a new life experience.
THE WOMEN OF THE DEEP BLUE SEA
The women in the office all dared each other to do the city's famous annual naked bike ride. Peer pressure, and blue paint, helped steady their resolve.
They picked a theme: Little Mermaid, Under the Sea. They were giddy, but terrified when they put on the body paint in the morning, but after the ride, they were truly jubilant. Although they would normally consider themselves self-confident, strong, and adventurous women, getting naked and riding through their town in nothing but blue paint and tennis shoes was pushing all of their personal comfort zones.
When it was all done, they celebrated their victory together, not the accomplishment of the ride, but of riding past their inhibitions, their fears, and the inner voice that said, "stay in the comfortable and familiar, be safe, be good, do what you're told, don't break rules." For some, their were deeper voices, darker ones that had told them for years: "you're not pretty enough, you're body is bad, you should be ashamed, cover yourself." Being naked was a physical act, but the reward was an emotion: joy, and pride, and strength. On that day, all the negative inner-voices were silenced, replaced with a single affirmation: we did it.
PDX!
Paris, Hemingway said, is a moveable feast. He was a young man in Paris when he was working on his first novel, the Sun Also Rises, surrounded by writers, painters, photographers, filmmakers... sounds like Portland today.
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