Get naked and ride your bike, they said. It’ll be fun, they said! It’s all true and something everyone should experience. Nudity is a normal part of life and should be celebrated! September 9th  marks the ninth year of the Philly Naked Bike Ride and we need your help to spread the good word of body positivity, cycling advocacy and environmental responsibility!
Come out and ride with us and maybe you’ll get featured in one of our many international news stories. Last year our ride went viral and was featured in most majors news sites and was even published in newspapers in Tibet and all throughout Europe!
Show up early to the pre-ride festivities and get bodypainted by us for free! Decorating your body with paint is in style and a very fashionable way to be naked in front of the city of Philadelphia! Visit www.phillynakedbikeride.org for all the details and please contribute to our gofundme! This is a volunteer run protest and we spend a lot of time and money to help keep everything free for all the riders! Cont…Read full original article…
For years, I thought I understood the reason for this wild parade of strangers: a protest on fossil fuel, bike rights and safety, and of course the biggest component of all: Getting naked to advocate for body positivity.
It wasn’t until I joined in on this spectacle that I became fully aware of the importance of the ride: In the past it felt enough to attend and show support just by being there. But my hangups over getting stripped down prevented me from joining in because, well, what if people look at me?
Well that’s kind of the point.
I couldn’t help but laugh at the fact that when I arrived in the park, I was searching for a tree or bush to get undressed behind.
Initially, I was too embarrassed to just take it all off in the middle of an open field among so many others who were already undressed. I reminded myself why I was there and forced myself to strip down, trying not to look like I was raised by a conservative East Coast family. My cheeks went red, but my body was relieved. It was after all, dusk and still 80+ degrees out. I stashed my clothes in my bag and started walking with my bike, trying not to stare at anyone, trying to get underneath why I was so uncomfortable. And then it hit me. Cont…Read full original article…