First Rain
In my early 20s I attended the University of California at Santa Cruz. One of the school's traditions was (and is) "First Rain"--the first time it solidly rains during the school year, usually sometime in October, students gather at Porter College (on the east end of campus) strip naked and run around the whole campus.

I finally worked up the courage to join in on my final year in the dorms. My roommate new some people in Porter, so we went there first to disrobe and stash our clothes. Cue awkwardly apologizing to some complete strangers while I take off my clothes in their dorm room (though they were fine with it).

The actual run took place late at night. Being naked, in the rain, in fairly cold weather, and not a great athlete in the first place, I quickly succumbed to an asthma attack. (almost never a problem, but cold+strenuous exercise sometimes sets me off). Cue wandering back to Porter and spending 15 minutes in a crowd of looky-loos tracking down aforementioned strangers so they can let me back into their room and I can get my clothes back.

I'd still do it again. I'd just take it easy on the actual "running" part next time.
(+3 Baroque Vambrace of Icthyology, Wed 23 Jul 2014, 5:32, 3 replies)

Oh, did Piggy need his asthma meds and had to give up the conch.

( d.r._and_quinch when will you be famous?, Wed 23 Jul 2014, 8:52, closed)

the poor cunt lived in dorms into his twenties
cut him some slack
( Dr. Shambolic je suis charlie, Wed 23 Jul 2014, 9:08, closed)

I'll take it into consideration.

( d.r._and_quinch when will you be famous?, Wed 23 Jul 2014, 9:26, closed)