I remember be daring as a child and going out in public for a run. The daring part was that I wore only a one-piece swim suit and short t-shirt, of course some shoes. I remember changing and running in a park. I was confident a first there wasn’t much of a crowd, so I didn’t feel as if I was being watched. But I did past by some older girls who noticed, they giggled as I went by. I will be never sure if they just thought I was pantless or if they knew I was wearing a girls bathing suit. Either way I did it, and it was a taste of things to come.
Although, the most daring part of the whole outing was when I changed into just the bathing suit and shirt, well took off my shorts, I hide my shorts in the park before I ran off. It would have been hard to explain to my family where my shorts were and what I was wearing.
