(The title, for those who don't speak Spanish, translates as "Dance with Me." You'll understand in a moment.) Here it is December of 2022 and the year has flown by, as I'm sure it has for you. I don't even remember much of November. It seems we just celebrated Halloween when Thanksgiving rushed by. And now we're on the verge of the December holidays.  Unreal. I've struggled with a topic for this entry. I'm worried about the repetition of my entries, and while I try to do something new and have a reason for posting, at some point when you have a hundred-fifteen articles you tend to duplicate a lot of things - though hopefully with updated thinking rather than reposts of the same information said a different way. It may seem to some readers I'm obsessed with labels. In my own way I like to categorize myself and things around me. Not for any reason of needing to do so, but because I hope to convey a particular sense of something to a casual reade...

The other day I was talking to a friend I've known since college - with around a twenty year gap, resolved thanks to Facebook - and he made a comment that left me thinking: (Roughly remembered) "The one thing I think surprised me about you in college is that you never became a stripper." What he was referring to, obviously, would be the natural connection between my competitive dancing and my propensity for nudity. And it's an obvious connection, I think. It'd be a great way to make money, and it was a natural extension of the stuff I did in the art department, at bachelorette parties, and dormitory strip poker games. If I could be nude in front of a bunch of people, and could dance pretty well, which I could, why not combine the two and make a little money? I had the body, or at least a good enough one that I could have worked to develop it pretty quickly - I was in great shape, but lacked the "cut" of most popular strippers. There was money to be made....

  As I mentioned in my last blog entry, I'm getting into far better shape than I've been in for quite some time. I exercise 30+ minutes every morning, and am following a specific eating plan that seems to be doing a better job than any other plan I've attempted. (I've tried them all: Weight Watchers, Jenny Craig, Nutrisystem, weekly injections, FenPhen - before they realized it was a really bad diet plan.) This one is definitely the best and likely even the easiest to maintain. So it's having a terrific effect on my physicality. I've healthier and stronger than I've been in years, and am eagerly anticipating my next physical to see what effect this all has had from a medical standpoint. I'm hoping to cut back on a number of weight-related meds I'm on, as well as finding out how the weight loss and physicality have improved my overall health. And, as predicted, I'm becoming even more comfortable undressed, to the extent I'm considering a day t...

I am on a short vacation with my wife. Nothing too extensive in these COVID-ravaged times. Just a hundred or so miles away in a nearby city, taking  time far enough away from home to escape, without the need to hop on an airliner or cruise ship. I’m taking the opportunity to course correct on some things that have kind gotten away from me in the daily hustle. I’ve cut back on drinking and slowly added a few carbs back in - my wife and I have been Keto since January 1st. My morning exercise routine has been sporadic lately, so that too has been revived.  (I’m having a bit of a challenge working out here in the hotel because the suite, with a separate bedroom and really nice bathroom, features the questionable design decision of frosted glass window panels in all the interior doors. Looks great, but even a hint of light is accented, meaning if anyone’s trying to get some sleep the lights of anyone who is awake in the rest of the suite are a distraction.)   My morning exerci...

            Sorry that it's been a while since my last post (sounds like a confessional opening), but life, as it has for almost everyone, has run away with itself. Plus I haven't really had much to talk about above and beyond rehashing older topics.I', still losing weight, though it's slower than before. And I still have no sex life. And we're in the midst of a massive pandemic which has crushed our social lives, but you knew that part already. But in the midst of all that, I'm getting naked a lot more often. My weight loss, although nowhere near done, has given me the self-confidence to wear less and less as often as possible.  I enjoy being naked now, as opposed to being embarrassed by it, and can easily be with other people at the time. It isn't exhibitionism as much as comfort, thought I have to admit there's a part of me that enjoys CFNM, CMNM and times when everyone is socially naked. (That latter one hasn't happened in decades, however. ...