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As an excitable and comparatively new yogi, I’ve started to enjoy a few related areas of life inspired by my practice, from vegetarian eating (sometimes, not always), to green living (sometimes, not always).

One of the directions this has taken me in is in a greater appreciation of the natural world. Basically, this amounts to taking long and leisurely walks through forests and country parks, or on beaches, stopping off to enjoy the view along the way.

I know I’m not the first person on earth to discover this but, for me, it’s quite a big deal. It all got a bit confusing, however, when I started dating a girl who was into naturism. When I explained that I too enjoyed wholesome pursuits in the natural world – and we both loved yoga – it seemed like a match made in heaven.

And for a time, it was, until it came to booking our first trip away together. For those not familiar with the term, naturism – or nudism – is basically about getting your kit off in the great outdoors. There’s more to it than that, of course – advocates believe in the lifestyle, like a cultural or social movement – but you get the gist.

So, as liberal-minded as I am through my yoga, that’s where my new girlfriend and I came unstuck (or ‘unzipped’, if you will). I told her that as much as I loved the natural world I didn’t want to enjoy it with the family jewels out on display, even during the hot summer months. I know they say don’t knock it until you try it, but I’m happy to sit this one out (preferably snuggled up in some clothes, and even a coat and blanket too if necessary). And I guess that
means no naked yoga for me either, another modern cultural phenomenon. Oh well, each to their own.

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