rain & i

i have been running in the rain these couple of days. you see, i enjoy being in the rain. there is something about the rain that i have never wrote about, something very magical, energizing and sexy. 

ever since i was a boy, playing with mud in the rain had been something i thoroughly enjoy, but of cos i seldom get to do it given that the tight reign my mum had over me. in my teens, being in the rain was a common thing especially when i was in the national cadet corps. that was where i had fun doing my navigation, training, marching, etc. 

my relationship with the rain continued into my army/ national service days where training in the rain was very common. it was the days before the so called lightning risk management came into force (nowadays when there is a risk of lightning, all outdoor activities would have to be halted). incidentally, singapore is one of the highest lightning risk in the world. that was in my 20s and early 30s. those days, whenever it rained, i would quickly put on my running shoes and head out to the beach to run. the thing about running in the rain is that it keeps your body cool and you can go longer distance. i will forever remember how the rain kept me fit during those years. once, i wore off 5 pairs of running shoes in a year just running in the rain!

interestingly, running in the rain was also a way i kept myself sane. rain has this special effect of clearing my mind. not to mention the sexiness one could feel when one is in the rain. the feel of the droplets on the head, and the flow of the rain down my body gives this very cathartic feel, and not forgetting, the feel of sexiness - you know, the wet t-shirt feel, and the feel of water flowing into one's underwear (if one is wearing one, hahaha). ok, back to my point about catharsis. being in the rain and feeling it flow down my body somehow makes it feel like it is also washing away my troubles and my problems. in the mid-late-90s when i just came out and met with many relationship issues, i remembered clearly how i would run in the rain and how i would cry as i run. it was rather dramatic, thinking back. but yup, that was those memorable years. 

rain was also an interesting part of my 20s-30s where i used to nude tan at the beach. back then, there was this large stretch of isolated beach along the eastern coast of singapore where many gay men frequent to tan in the nude. and given that the beach is a distant away from any "civilization", many would construct their own shelters and hide under it once it rained. but of cos, it was not a good idea to do so over a prolonged period given the usually shabby shelter that could hardly keep one dry and the cold that one would experience. and that was where the sea came in nicely. you see, whenever it rains, the seawater would be really warm. and so, many nude tanners would save themselves from the cold by staying in the seawater. and you can imagine the amount of things that can happen between 2 persons in the warm seawater... 

haha...

picture from http://kim-thenextphase.blogspot.sg/2011/05/right-to-bare.html