It almost never gets really cold in the Deep South, but this past late December was an exception. The artic blast came to visit and froze our butts off-literally. I went outside for a quick record breaking (almost) event to get a picture for posterity sake. My media has the shot of me standing beside the thermometer on the front porch at about 6AM; you can enlarge the picture and see the 17F reading. I wasnt out long but it was quite brisk. So yes, I did far exceed the 17 second requirement for the temperature reading. It was actually a kinda unique event. Maybe we can never repeat it!
Though I dropped off and had a break in challenge, I'm back at it but I'm not as hardcore as I was for the very first challenge. I can go several weeks straight with being nude outside everyday but remind myself, while lying in bed, that I hadn't been outside naked that day and decide, "I'm tired and don't want to get up, go outside, just to continue the challenge!" hahaha
For us, as for many of those that live as nudists daily, it's not a stretch to find yourself naked outside for a moment or two each day. It happens so, so often for us, each and every day, that we don't even think about it.