We all need mirrors to remind ourselves who we are. I'm no different.

I went shopping for a thong on Friday. That's right, Justin's first thong.  It was an uncomfortable, yet necessary, purchase, since I somehow got talked into doing the World Naked Bike Ride on Saturday night.  Even though it's the "naked bike ride," clothing is optional.  I definitely opted in favor of some coverage.  I figured a thong would give me some coverage while still letting me be quite naked.

Biking through the streets of Chicago in a thong is quite a liberating experience.  At first it was downright uncomfortable and embarrassing, being mostly-naked in front of a group of strangers, but everyone there was a great sport and really got into it.  Everyone got together ahead of time and put on paint and really got into the whole thing.  I guess you have to psych yourself up somehow if you're actually going to go around naked.  Especially on a bike.  Let me just say that biking in a thong isn't the most comfortable thing I've ever done, but after awhile you feel better.

All in all, it was a better experience than I expected.  I went into it grudgingly, but ended up actually enjoying myself.  I'm sure the alcohol helped in that regard, but I met some great people who really got into it, too.  And we raised awareness for oil conservation, which is always a good thing.  Heck, I may even do it next year.