Podcasts about Refueling

In this Episode Derry Breaks down 3 principles to avoiding burnout. From Self-Awareness, to Working Genius to Sabbathing Well this episode has it all! Derry's take on Vacationing is worth the entire episode.

In August 2017, about 100 miles west of Key West, a Yort found himself in a tense moment during what was supposed to be a routine intercept mission. After being redirected to the Phantom airspace, he learned an aircraft might have gone down—a chilling way for any aviation story to turn serious.  That moment of uncertainty launched a gripping tale that unfolds with career-spanning insights into military aviation. From childhood memories of climbing into old B-17s to intense training with the Navy SEALs, to navigating ROTC, OCS, and finally flying F-18s off carriers, the story offers an unfiltered look at life as a Marine aviator.  There are moments of raw humor, anxiety, and pride as he details everything from flight school stress to pulling Gs in low-level bombing runs. Whether you're an aviation aficionado or a fan of military stories, this account delivers authenticity, adrenaline, and plenty of dark-humored truth from life in the cockpit. Refueling in the Basket

rWotD Episode 2855: 55th Air Refueling Squadron Welcome to Random Wiki of the Day, your journey through Wikipedia’s vast and varied content, one random article at a time.The random article for Wednesday, 26 February 2025 is 55th Air Refueling Squadron.The 55th Air Refueling Squadron is an inactive United States Air Force unit. It formerly operated both the combat crew training school and central flight instructor course for Boeing KC-135 Stratotanker at Altus Air Force Base, Oklahoma.The squadron's first predecessor was the 755th Bombardment Squadron, which was first activated in July 1943. After training with Consolidated B-24 Liberator heavy bombers in the United States, it deployed to the European Theater of Operations, where it participated in the strategic bombing campaign against Germany. Following V-E Day, the squadron returned to the United States, where it began training with Boeing B-29 Superfortresses, but was inactivated in October 1945.The 55th Air Refueling Squadron was activated in 1950 as a Boeing KB-29 air refueling unit. It flew these early tankers until inactivating in 1954. The squadron was again activated in 1955 with Boeing KC-97 tankers, primarily supporting the Boeing B-47 Stratojets of the 55th Strategic Reconnaissance Wing. It was again inactivated in 1963. The squadron was activated in the training role at Altus in 1994, continuing its mission until inactivating in 2009.This recording reflects the Wikipedia text as of 00:00 UTC on Wednesday, 26 February 2025.For the full current version of the article, see 55th Air Refueling Squadron on Wikipedia.This podcast uses content from Wikipedia under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike License.Visit our archives at wikioftheday.com and subscribe to stay updated on new episodes.Follow us on Mastodon at @wikioftheday@masto.ai.Also check out Curmudgeon's Corner, a current events podcast.Until next time, I'm long-form Ruth.

Hydrogen vs. Battery Trucks: Which Will Dominate Long-Haul Freight? Welcome to The Hydrogen Podcast!

Marathon Medical Director Dr. Brian Coleman gives advice on nutrition and refueling – one of his suggestions really surprised us! Five time Memorial Marathon winner, Catherine Lisle, shares why she keeps running this race. Are you thinking about joining a running club? Landrunners President Mark Ballard discusses how it can improve your performance and training.

As a community leader in sustainability, the Naperville Park District adopts various practices that is beneficial to the environment. Join Bailey Arnold of the American Lung Association, as well as Clint Burnell and Lee Meyer from the Naperville Park District discuss biodiesel fuel and the purpose of the B20 Club.

Today's Story: Increasing Tanker Capabilities

Angela presents a special compilation episode, dedicated to exploring the critical role of skeletal muscle health, mastering fat loss, metabolism and blood sugar in optimising longevity and metabolic resilience. Featuring insights from experts Matt Gallant and Wade Lightheart, Danielle Hamilton and Barielle Lyon, the discussion covers the science behind metabolic flexibility, reverse dieting, and the common pitfalls of traditional fat loss approaches. Hear practical strategies for maintaining a healthy metabolism, especially after the holiday season, and how to navigate indulgences without sacrificing your health goals. KEY TAKEAWAYS Muscle is the key to longevity: Skeletal muscle is essential for metabolic health, resilience, and optimal aging. Protein intake is critical: Aim for 1g of protein per pound of ideal body weight to support muscle and overall health. Avoid common fat loss mistakes: Calorie-cutting without strategy can harm metabolism; focus on building muscle and metabolic flexibility instead. Reverse dieting prevents weight regain: Gradually increasing calories after weight loss helps maintain results. Circadian rhythms impact glucose control: Morning light exposure and meal timing are crucial for balancing blood sugar. Fasted training considerations: While it works for some, post-training refueling is key for muscle maintenance, especially in older adults. Perimenopause requires a tailored approach: Resistance training and protein intake are pivotal for managing body composition changes. TIMESTAMPS AND KEY TOPICS 0:06 – Importance of skeletal muscle for optimal aging.3:09 – Myths about calories in, calories out.5:57 – Metabolism and its influence on fat loss strategies.11:33 – Avoiding weight regain through reverse dieting.17:58 – Flexible dieting and strategic fasting/spike days.25:54 – Blood sugar regulation and its wide-ranging health impacts.42:24 – Circadian rhythm's role in optimizing metabolism.48:05 – Longevity and muscle health, starting early or beginning now.50:09 – Protein requirements for skeletal muscle maintenance.53:58 – Protein intake adjustments for perimenopausal and postmenopausal women.58:18 – Training in a fasted state and its implications.1:01:16 – Refueling post-workout and its role in muscle health.1:05:06 – Skeletal muscle and its connection to glucose disposal. VALUABLE RESOURCES Get a free snapshot of your health and personalised report at www.yourtotalhealthcheck.com Join The High Performance Health Community Danielle Hamilton Full Episode Gabrielle Lyon Full Episode Matt Gallant and Wade Lightheart Full Episode ABOUT THE HOST Angela Foster is an award winning Nutritionist, Health & Performance Coach, Speaker and Host of the High Performance Health podcast. A former Corporate lawyer turned industry leader in biohacking and health optimisation for women, Angela has been featured in various media including Huff Post, Runners world, The Health Optimisation Summit, BrainTap, The Women’s Biohacking Conference, Livestrong & Natural Health Magazine. Angela is the creator of BioSyncing®️ a blueprint for ambitious entrepreneurial women to biohack their health so they can 10X how they show up in their business and their family without burning out. Angela’s BioSyncing®️ Blueprint is currently closed. Click here to get on the waitlist. The High Performance Health Podcast is a top rated global podcast. Each week, Angela brings you a new insight, biohack or high performance habit to help you unlock optimal health, longevity and higher performance. Hit the follow button to make sure you get notified each time Angela releases a new episode. CONTACT DETAILS Instagram Facebook LinkedIn Affiliate Disclaimer: Note this description contains affiliate links that allow you to find the items mentioned in this video and support the channel at no cost to you. While this channel may earn minimal sums when the viewer uses the links, the viewer is under no obligation to use these links. Thank you for supporting the show! Disclaimer: The High Performance Health Podcast is for general information purposes only and do not constitute the practice of professional or coaching advice and no client relationship is formed. The use of information on this podcast, or materials linked from this podcast is at the user's own risk. The content of this podcast is not intended to be a substitute for medical or other professional advice, diagnosis, or treatment. Users should seek the assistance of their medical doctor or other health care professional for before taking any steps to implement any of the items discussed in this podcast.

Welcome to The Hydrogen Podcast!Episode 377, In this episode of The Hydrogen Podcast, Paul Rodden dives into a packed week of hydrogen news. Highlights include Thyssenkrupp Nucera's adaptability to U.S. policy uncertainty, California's $1.4 billion investment in hydrogen refueling stations, the UK's green hydrogen subsidy mechanism, and breakthroughs in sustainable maritime technologies. Learn how these developments are shaping the global hydrogen economy and what it means for investors and industry stakeholders.Thank you for listening and I hope you enjoy the podcast. Please feel free to email me at info@thehydrogenpodcast.com with any questions. Also, if you wouldn't mind subscribing to my podcast using your preferred platform... I would greatly appreciate it. Respectfully,Paul RoddenVISIT THE HYDROGEN PODCAST WEBSITEhttps://thehydrogenpodcast.comDEMO THE H2 ADVANTAGEhttps://keyhydrogen.com/hydrogen-location-analytics-software/ CHECK OUT OUR BLOGhttps://thehydrogenpodcast.com/blog/WANT TO SPONSOR THE PODCAST? Send us an email to: info@thehydrogenpodcast.comNEW TO HYDROGEN AND NEED A QUICK INTRODUCTION?Start Here: The 6 Main Colors of HydrogenSupport the show

Linden Burns – Aviation Specialist SAfm Market Update - Podcasts and live stream

Retreat from work often to regenerate your energy, creativity and spiritual powers.This seasonal or cyclical way of running a day and then a week and then a month and then your years is unpopular. And counterintuitive, given the way we've been socially programmed to think about productivity.Yet if you really want to express your genius, lead your field and stay in your sport for the fullness of a career, it's the best way to operate.My latest book “The Wealth Money Can't Buy” is full of fresh ideas and original tools that I'm absolutely certain will cause quantum leaps in your positivity, productivity, wellness, and happiness. You can order it now by clicking here.FOLLOW ROBIN SHARMA:InstagramFacebookTwitterYouTube

Show Notes for the Episode... Boris and Ben try to argue they have rights based on the American Constitution. Martin and Holly arrive--his plane on fumes--at the Barber Air Field. It's a bumping landing, but the pair get to look forward to some peace and relaxation while the Veronica gets refueled. TRIGGERS: Language, violence, horror, gore, dark comedy. Co-Producer:            George Pecenica Cast: Storycrafter - Mike Rigg           Robbie, Boris, Nissa, and Ben - Themselves     George Pecenica as Percy Alexander     Ray Volk as Martin Barnett     Jenn Avril as Connie Ross     Rupert Faullhurst as Nigel Osbert Wintermann     Dave Murtagh as Oliver Glass     and introducing Robin as Holly the Faerie Witch and Blake Azur as Jasper Remington Music Credits:         "Americana," "Undaunted," "Almost New," "At Launch," "Dark Times," "Division," "Evil March," "Fretless," "Mourning Song," and "Music Box Theme" by Kevin MacLeod (Incompetech.com) Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 4.0 License http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/ .

Read beyond the headlines! Support Local Journalism https://www.spokesman.com/podcastoffer

Ye have not chosen me, but I have chosen you, and ordained you, that ye should go and bring forth fruit, and that your fruit should remain: that whatsoever ye shall ask of the Father in my name, he may give it to you." John 15:16 KJV   We all go through things that don't make sense: A friend walked out of a relationship.  The company is downsizing. They don't need you anymore.   Sometimes, it feels like we're going backward. It's easy to live frustrated and think, "God, why is this happening"? God's ways are not ours; He can see things we can't see. And just because it's unfair doesn't mean God is not in control.   Many believe God is all good, all wise, and always in control - until our lives take an unexpected turn. When relationships fail, finances falter, or the doctor calls back with grim news.   Time is one of the parts of a process.  Guess who is not in control of time?  You and me.    A process is a series of steps and decisions involved in the way work is completed. We may not realize it, but processes are everywhere and in every aspect of our leisure and work. A few examples of processes might include: Preparing breakfast Placing an order Developing a budget Writing a work order Triaging a patient Cleaning a room Changing oil in a car Strapping down a truck Refueling an aircraft Putting gas in the car     God works with process. He works in steps and processes towards a promise, a transformation process, a journey to a destination. Scripture tells us that the steps of a man are ordered by the Lord (Psalm 37:23) which means that God works in us step by step and not instant as we would like.  The Law of Process reminds us that God works in stages.    He processes you first, and then does great works through you. So if you're waiting for the manifestation of your season of greater, hang in there. It's on the way. I know your processing phase may be painful, frustrating and rough, but trust God.       12 Beloved, do not be surprised at the fiery ordeal among you, which comes upon you for your testing, as though some strange thing were happening to you; 13 but to the degree that you share the sufferings of Christ, keep on rejoicing, so that also at the revelation of His glory you may rejoice with exultation. 14 If you are reviled [a]for the name of Christ, you are blessed, because the Spirit of glory and of God rests on you. 15 Make sure that none of you suffers as a murderer, or thief, or evildoer, or a [b]troublesome meddler; 16 but if anyone suffers as a Christian, he is not to be ashamed, but is to glorify God in this name. 17 For it is time for judgment to begin [c]with the household of God; and if it begins with us first, what will be the outcome for those who do not obey the gospel of God? 18 And if it is with difficulty that the righteous is saved, [d]what will become of the godless man and the sinner? 19 Therefore, those also who suffer according to the will of God shall entrust their souls to a faithful Creator in doing what is right.   Where did this come from? (In the Bible). Help me with the ref.     Love you,   Kenn    @revkennblanchardandtheblues  - YouTube Channel (subscribe)

In the latest episode of Public Power Now, Troy Adams, General Manager for Wisconsin public power utility Manitowoc Public Utilities, details a power plant boiler refueling project being pursued by the utility and details how the utility's customers will benefit from a utility community solar project.

Find the place inside away from the chaos and stress with the Affirmation Pod "Grounding Playlist." This episode is sponsored by BetterHelp. Give online therapy a try at BetterHelp.com/AFFIRMATION and get on your way to being your best self. Get 10% OFF your first month at BetterHelp.com/Affirmation The Grounding Playlist features Episode 281 Calming Anxiety and Counting Back from 100 by 7s Episode 319 Escaping to the Present Episode 255 The 5 4 3 2 1 Grounding Technique Plus More Episode 312 Getting Out of Your Head and Into the Now The sister episode to this one is Episode 287 Grounding Yourself in the Morning https://AffirmationPod.com/GroundingYourself SPONSOR SPOTLIGHT One way to support Affirmation Pod is to treat yourself using special discount codes from our amazing sponsors! Check them out at AffirmationPod.com/Sponsors WANT MORE EPISODES LIKE THIS ONE? Episode 463 Yes to Stillness https://AffirmationPod.com/YesToStillness Episode 459 Reset and Recenter Meditation https://AffirmationPod.com/ResetAndRecenter Episode 315 Short Tension Releasing Meditation https://AffirmationPod.com/TensionReleasing Episode 304 Comforting Breathing Meditation https://AffirmationPod.com/ComfortingBreathingMeditation Episode 253 Group Meditation for Refueling - Guided Visualization http://AffirmationPod.com/Refueling   Episode 219 Your Guided Morning Meditation https://AffirmationPod.com/MorningMeditation LISTENER LOVE ❤️ "I feel so good this morning because I'm getting back to a routine. I found Affirmation Pod that I listen to and it's really relaxing." - Jen Stancill  "Can't get enough of Affirmation Pod. Thank you Josie!" - Nicole Chaput "I listen every morning" - Chriselle Lim What's in your self-care toolbox?

Welcome to The Hydrogen Podcast!In episode 318, British Columbia looks to invest big in hydrogen transportation infrastructure and gold hydrogen reveals some of their natural hydrogen well results in South Australia. I'll go over all of this and give my thoughts on today's hydrogen podcast.Thank you for listening and I hope you enjoy the podcast. Please feel free to email me at info@thehydrogenpodcast.com with any questions. Also, if you wouldn't mind subscribing to my podcast using your preferred platform... I would greatly appreciate it. Respectfully,Paul RoddenVISIT THE HYDROGEN PODCAST WEBSITEhttps://thehydrogenpodcast.comDEMO THE H2 ADVANTAGEhttps://keyhydrogen.com/hydrogen-location-analytics-software/ CHECK OUT OUR BLOGhttps://thehydrogenpodcast.com/blog/WANT TO SPONSOR THE PODCAST? Send us an email to: info@thehydrogenpodcast.comNEW TO HYDROGEN AND NEED A QUICK INTRODUCTION?Start Here: The 6 Main Colors of HydrogenSupport the Show.

Summary 1: In this podcast episode, Christine Givant, also known as Christine the Hormone Queen, delves into the topic of low libido and offers solutions for women experiencing this issue. In short, she's on a mission to help you get your mojo back. Christine discusses the prevalence of low desire among women and the various causes, including medications, mental health, relationship issues, childbirth, medical conditions, hormone imbalances, nutritional deficiencies, and lack of sleep. She emphasizes the importance of addressing these underlying factors and provides tips and strategies for dealing with medication-induced low libido, mental health-related issues, relationship challenges, childbirth-related concerns, medical conditions like diabetes and high blood pressure, and hormonal imbalances. She also highlights the impact of nutrition and lifestyle choices on libido and suggests getting hormone levels checked and considering hormone replacement therapy if necessary. Christine encourages open communication with healthcare providers and emphasizes the importance of self-care and overall wellness to reclaim vitality and intimacy. The podcast aims to provide support, education, and practical advice for women navigating the ups and downs of menopause and perimenopause. https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=61551068265520 https://www.instagram.com/notyourmothershormones/ https://nymhormones.com/ Christine@nymhormones.com

The march of time never stops, the demands on our personal time never seem to wane, and there's always more than enough stress to go around. The truth is, most of us tend to burn the candle at both ends, and that habit has a way of catching up to us in the form of burnout. Yes, sometimes we put ourselves in that position unnecessarily but there are also plenty of times when burning out is unavoidable because there's simply too much to do and not enough time or energy to get it all done. Either way, we're not here to judge, but we are here to help. Join us for a discussion about how to cope with burnout, lessen the impact of it on your life, and replenish your reserves. If you're enjoying the podcast we'd love it if you could help us spread the word by telling your friends, subscribing to the podcast, and leaving a rating or review. If you have any feedback or topics you'd like for us to cover we'd love to hear from you at differentfunctional@gmail.com Don't forget to follow us on social media, on TikTok and Instagram as different_functional and on Facebook as different functional. If you'd like to support us on Patreon we are at www.patreon.com/differentfunctional As always, thank you for listening and remember: Different does not mean defective.

Wellness is a critical component of our personal and professional success. With Mental Health Awareness Month in full swing, Matt is joined by guests Dr. Sarah Jockin, DDS, and Adriana (Adri) Forino, CRDH, to share their authentic journeys from dental burnout to wellness and reigniting their professional passion in this episode sponsored by Heartland Dental. They share strategies for battling burnout to help professionals remain well and explain how they personally approach their own mental well-being and keep their fire fueled. Matt shares updates from ADHA including upcoming events and discusses Asian American and Pacific Islander Heritage Month which are also celebrated in May. AAPI Heritage Month: https://www.asianpacificheritage.gov Mental Health Awareness Month: https://www.nami.org/get-involved/awareness-events/mental-health-awareness-month/  Well-being Index: https://app.mywellbeingindex.org/assess Wellness research: https://shorturl.at/bjyC0 

In this episode, we find Apple has a secretive AI research facility in Zurich working on computer vision, machine learning, robotics, and autonomous systems. Its work is already used in products like FaceTime and aims to develop new visual AI capabilities for Siri to change how people interact with technology. Binance founder Changpeng Zhao received 4 months in prison and a $50M fine for failing to implement anti-money laundering measures, allowing criminal exploitation of the crypto exchange. Though prosecutors sought 3 years, Zhao retains equity despite stepping down as CEO.The UK banned easily guessable default passwords on IoT devices through new cybersecurity laws. Manufacturers must provide unique passwords and disclose security details. Non-compliance risks fines up to £10M or 4% of global revenue.Recent studies suggest insects may possess basic consciousness based on complex behaviors, brain structures similar to human midbrains, and ability to modify behavior based on environment. The ethical implications for animal welfare are significant.NASA plans orbital refueling of SpaceX's Starship for lunar missions using new in-space propellant transfer tech. Key challenges include managing propellant dynamics in microgravity. Up to 20 refueling launches may be needed per mission.From Perplexity's Discover feed:Apple's Secretive Swiss AI Lab: https://www.perplexity.ai/search/Apples-secretive-Swiss-8jvTSq3oSr.82ATSgxPqqABinance Founder Sentenced: https://www.perplexity.ai/search/Binance-founder-sentenced-FgzrW0ANQkey7nsKmezjBAUK Bans Bad Default Passwords: https://www.perplexity.ai/search/UK-bans-bad-75rhuNQ.RjG5vIeEbrmhngRethinking Insect Consciousness: https://www.perplexity.ai/search/Rethinking-insect-consciousness-BRXM6Iz8T92.xV1LxGSNSANASA's Starship Refueling Strategy: https://www.perplexity.ai/search/NASAs-Starship-refueling-14CGApI4T8aqXBjFOyKQCAPerplexity is the fastest and most powerful way to search the web. Perplexity crawls the web and curates the most relevant and up-to-date sources (from academic papers to Reddit threads) to create the perfect response to any question or topic you're interested in. Take the world's knowledge with you anywhere. Available on iOS and Android Join our growing Discord community for the latest updates and exclusive content. Follow us on: Instagram Threads X (Twitter) YouTube Linkedin

Hey! We'll both earn $50 when you join Current and receive a qualifying Direct Deposit. Terms apply. Just use my link or code when signing up. Code: WILLIAMW243 https://current.com/get-started/?creator_code=WILLIAMW243 #ad #spacex #news The Starship system is a fully reusable, two‑stage‑to‑orbit super heavy‑lift launch vehicle under development by SpaceX. The system is composed of a booster stage named Super Heavy and a second stage, also called "Starship" ►► https://spacenewspod.com ►► https://starshipshirts.com ►► https://open.spotify.com/show/0jW7nOHQNi1Xlr3v7UMi2p ►► https://discord.gg/dMXghpX ►► https://twitch.tv/spacenewspod ►► https://facebook.com/spacenewspod ►► https://patreon.com/spacenewspod ►► https://twitter.com/spacenewspod ►► https://instagram.com/thespacenewspod

Hey! We'll both earn $50 when you join Current and receive a qualifying Direct Deposit. Terms apply. Just use my link or code when signing up. Code: WILLIAMW243 https://current.com/get-started/?creator_code=WILLIAMW243 #ad #spacex #news The Starship system is a fully reusable, two‑stage‑to‑orbit super heavy‑lift launch vehicle under development by SpaceX. The system is composed of a booster stage named Super Heavy and a second stage, also called "Starship"

You'll soon have a place to refuel on that good ol' trip from Earth to Mars – more details on the way, early man may have built structures of wood early than previously thought … and on This Day in History, the first publicly funded library is formed. Space Refueling Station (GNN) Early Wooden Structures (AP News) (Nature) Oldest Public Library (Only In Your State) (Peterborough Town Library) Contact the show - coolstuffcommute@gmail.com

A collaborative approach is being taken by Connecticut, Rhode Island, and Massachusetts to procure offshore wind projects in the region. Dan-Bunkering is providing a solution to challenges posed by the Jones Act. And GE Vernova is cutting tons of employees at LM Wind Power. Sign up now for Uptime Tech News, our weekly email update on all things wind technology. This episode is sponsored by Weather Guard Lightning Tech. Learn more about Weather Guard's StrikeTape Wind Turbine LPS retrofit. Follow the show on Facebook, YouTube, Twitter, Linkedin and visit Weather Guard on the web. And subscribe to Rosemary Barnes' YouTube channel here. Have a question we can answer on the show? Email us! Pardalote Consulting - https://www.pardaloteconsulting.comWeather Guard Lightning Tech - www.weatherguardwind.comIntelstor - https://www.intelstor.com Allen Hall: All right, Joel, I have instructions from above that I am to mention the Uptime Tech News newsletter. So I am mentioning it right now. If you have not subscribed to Uptime Tech News it contains all the stories and all the research that we've done and we're talking about on the podcast. If you wanna read more in depth about those stories, we're gonna give you all those links and details there. Plus we include all the weekly stock updates and the whole thing is free. So if you go to weatherguardwind.com and subscribe there, or you can click the link in the show notes, you can belong to Uptime Tech News, our wonderful newsletter. Joel, now my conscience is clear. Joel: You can sleep well tonight knowing that you did your part to spread the uptime tickets. So here's the other thing too, guys, is if you subscribe to that newsletter, when you get into it, all of the companies that we mentioned, Hey, what about this new solution here? These guys are doing this thing. That's cool. Are these ladies over here designing this or blah, blah, blah. Like all of those companies. Are hyperlinked right in there. So you can go find them real quick. If you want to research basically what we're talking about. Allen Hall: Because it does give you a focus for the week on what to be looking at, what's moving, what's trending without you having to go search the internet. And I am a recipient of other newsletters. I get it. We created our own because there was just, there was a lot of fluff and a lot of these newsletters and things that didn't matter to us as a business and to, I think the larger industry. Particularly in North America. And so we felt Hey, let's just do it ourselves. Let's just make it free. And we're doing the work anyway. So we'll just open up to all our listeners for free. So go to weatherguardwind. com sign up for Uptime Tech News. Click in the show notes below, sign up for that thing. And that will make everybody on my team very happy. Up along the East coast, there has been four developers submitting bids for a total of a little over six gigawatts of offshore wind. Along the sort of Connecticut, Massachusetts, Rhode Island, offshore area. The bidders were Avangrid Ørsted, South Coast Wind Energy, and Vineyard Offshore. Back in late last year Connecticut, Rhode Island, and Massachusetts had signed a MOU to collaborate together on offshore wind procurement, because they were all doing it separately and competing against one another, and they all had slightly different wording and contracts, and it made all the bidders confused and upset about it. So they decided to combine them. Finally, the Massachusetts is looking for about 3. 6 gigawatts, Rhode Island about 1. 2, and Connecticut is headed for about 2 gigawatts. So Massachusetts received bids from Avangrid, South Coast Wind Energy, and Vineyard Offshore. And the final decisions on project will be decided in August, which seems like an eternity, everybody. Rhode Island will evaluate proposals from all four bidders with a decision expected in about three months. Makes a little more sense.

No refueling the strategic petroleum reserve, for now, and no rate cuts either. Political drama brewing in Israel. More pro-lifers convicted of being Christians. And Dusty Deevers nails it.

Refueling with Stories and Strategies for Nonprofit SuccessThis week, our podcast waves hello from a short post-Easter break. We're gathering stories, strategies, and inspiration to spark new thinking that's all about elevating your nonprofit work and growing your mission.Stay with us, as we return next week, April 11, ready to empower your mission like never before.  Your journey to nonprofit excellence is our priority, and we can't wait to be part of your next big leap!Are you looking for more fundraising resources to inspire you while we are on our one-week pause?Subscribe to The Nonprofit Podcast for expert advice, tips & tricks on all things fundraising: https://www.youtube.com/@Donorbox/podcasts What makes Donorbox the Best Nonprofit Fundraising Platform to Achieve Your Strategic Goals?Easy to customize, available in multiple languages and currencies, and supported by leading payment processors (Stripe and PayPal), Donorbox's nonprofit fundraising solution is used by 80,000+ global organizations and individuals. From animal rescue to schools, places of worship, and research groups, nonprofits use Donorbox to raise more funds, manage donors efficiently, and make a bigger impact. Take a tour right now and start fundraising in just 15 minutes: → https://donorbox.org/?ref=dono345 Subscribe today - The Nonprofit Podcast, plus great tutorials, advice from industry experts, tips, and tricks, is available on the Donorbox YouTube channel, subscribe today and never miss an episode:

In a shocking case of senseless violence, 19-year-old Brian Cohee II brutally murders and dismembers a homeless man, Warren Barnes, in Grand Junction, Colorado, leaving the community questioning the killer's sanity and motive as disturbing details of his past and the gruesome crime come to light during a high-profile trial. Subscribe on your favorite podcasting apps: https://talkmurder.com/subscribeSupport us on patreon: https://patreon.com/talkmurderSee our technology: https://talkmurder.com/gearContent warning: the true crime stories discussed on this podcast can involve graphic and disturbing subject matter. Listener discretion is strongly advised.Fair use disclaimer: some materials used in this work are included under the fair use doctrine for educational purposes. Any copyrighted materials are owned by their respective copyright holders. Questions regarding use of copyrighted materials may be directed to legal [@] Talkocast.com

Join Peter and Molly as they conduct a Q2/spring Goal Check-in and address three listener questions. They discuss whether a less skilled rider could be a great cycling coach, strategies for refueling after late-night training, and ways to incorporate wearables like Whoop into training decisions.  This Episode is brought to you by AG1- drinkAG1.com/MOLLYH – to receive your bonus of a free 1-year supply of Vitamin D and 5 Free Travel Packs   This Episode is brought to you by Consummate Athlete Event and Goal Based Training Plans, available in the Training Peaks Store. This ready to go plans are available to start whenever you are and provide a valuable and proven workouts to guide you to your goal or event. Use Code ‘CAPOD' to get 25% of any of the plans . bit.ly/PGPLANS Download  Find links to your favorite Podcast App (remember to rate and review!) https://pod.link/1100471297   Watch The Consummate Athlete Podcast on Youtube HERE Show Notes View articles on Bicycling by Molly Hurford View race coverage on Bicycling Learn more about WHOOP wearable straps (or buy one) View upcoming books from Strong Girl Publishing   Consummate Athlete Event and Goal Based Training Plans, available in the Training Peaks Store. Use Code ‘CAPOD' to get 25% of any of the plans . bit.ly/PGPLANS   SUPPORT THE SHOW Use this link to support the show (for free!) while you shop: https://amzn.to/3Aej4jl This episode is brought to you by 3 Month 100% Made for You Training Plans by Consummate Athlete – These popular plans are made from scratch for you to fit your goals, your schedule, your gear, and your goals. https://consummateathlete.com/training-plans/   Connect with Molly & Peter Subscribe to our Newsletter Book a Consultation – https://calendly.com/smartathlete Books By Molly Hurford https://amzn.to/3bOztkN Get The Consummate Athlete Book Follow The Consummate Athlete on Instagram and Facebook Follow Molly Hurford on Instagram Follow @PeterGlassford on Instagram Consummate Athlete Links for Coaching and other services   Past guests: Stacy Sims, Stephen Seiler, Simon Marshall, Frank Overton, Dean Golich, Joe Friel, Marco Altini Katerina Nash, Kelly Starrett, Geoff Kabush, Ellen Noble, Phil Gaimon, David Roche, Matt Fitzgerald, Dr. Marc Bubbs, Christopher McDougall, Rebecca Rusch, Kate Courtney, David Epstein Kelly Starrett, Juliet Starrett, and many more

It's been a nostaliga loaded couple of weeks for Halo fans. From the Mark V coating selling very well to the just released Halo 3 maps playlist to the return of Mountain Dew's Gamer Fuel. Join us as we discuss this, the ramifications of the latest lore drop (hint, it's related to the Flood!), and more!

Exhibitionist guy bares all to say goodbye to his hometown.A 2-part story By Requiax. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.It was moving day.My parents and my kid sister had already driven off, following the truck from the moving company, filled with all our things.I grew up in this house and came of age here, but we were finally moving. My dad’s work had taken him to a new state, and a new home, and the family was going with him.I’d be joining them later. It was the start of the fall semester and I was going to be travelling back to college first. My car, parked in the driveway, was loaded up with everything I will be taking back to my dorm. First chance I got in the coming weeks, I was going to drive over to the new house and help get things sorted, but mom and dad were insistent I go back to college first.I stood in the driveway, looking at our empty house. I was alone now. The neighbours and our friends had all been and said their goodbyes. The keys were with the realtor. My things were all packed. It was coming to the end of what had been a long day.It was nearly time to go, to set off in my car and never come back to the town that had been my home for most of my 20 years of life. But I had one final thing I wanted to do first.I stood beside the car and looked around the street. There was nobody in the immediate vicinity, which was good. Don’t get me wrong, I was expecting an audience; I wanted one. But not before I’d started, not when they could still put a stop to my fun and cause me a heap of trouble.But, luckily, the neighbours were all indoors, nobody walking by or out in their front yards.I took a deep breath. I was nervous, but also excited, buzzing with the anticipation of fulfilling an ambition I’d had for many years now.Grasping the hem of my t-shirt, I pulled it quickly over my head. I let it drop to the floor and stood a moment. There was nothing wrong with standing in my driveway shirtless, after all; I’d done it plenty of times, on hot afternoons, shooting in the basketball hoop up over the garage door. There was a breeze today but it was warm on my bare chest.I kicked off my shoes; slip on Vans, easy to take on and off; I’d be putting them back on before I went. The asphalt of the driveway was hot and rough against the soles of my feet.A further breath to steady my nerves, and then I unbuckled my brown leather belt. I unfastened my jeans and let them fall to the floor. I was wearing just my boxer briefs now; tight shorts, already bulging where my excitement was having its effect.Another look round. Nobody I could see, nobody who could see this yet.Thumb in my waistband, I yanked down my boxers and stepped out of them. I was nude.I paused a moment, examining my own reflection in the car windshield. Blonde hair, a little too long; I’d not had a cut all summer. Smooth face; handsome, I’m told, in a surfer sort of way, although I never seem to have much luck with girls. My bare body; lightly tanned, except for the whiter area where I would normally be wearing shorts. Athletic, some muscle definition, a summer of basketball and gym workouts and healthy eating paying off. My pubic hair; like most guys my age, I went in for cropping it short with clippers, rather than shaving outright; taking a razor to my balls and my shaft for a smooth finish there. My cock; unusually in this time and place, uncircumcised; stirring with excitement.I grinned, and slipped my feet back into my sneakers. Then I set off to walk the streets of my hometown naked.Nude FantasiesI'd fantasised about being nude in public for years. Since I first discovered jerking off, all the way back in my early teens, I’ve had an exhibitionist side. The thought of being seen naked or being watched while I masturbate was a huge turn-on for me. I experimented in various ways with this, some more successful than others, but I always chickened out of fulfilling my greatest fantasy, which was to fully expose myself somewhere very public.It wasn’t so much that I lacked courage to do this, but that I was very aware even at a young age of what the repercussions might be if I, a young man, were to publicly expose myself. In all my fantasies, I had a willing audience; but I knew that in reality, being seen naked (and likely aroused) in public would get me into a lot of trouble. I had to live in this town, attend school in this town, and have family and friends share this town with me. If I went naked in public, people who knew me would get to hear about it and I’d have to live with the reputation of being a pervert, a freak who got off on showing people his cock.I mean, I was a pervert, and I did get off on showing people my cock; but I didn’t want my friends and family to know that! My personal reputation mattered more to me than my sexual fantasies; so no matter what I would plan out in my head, I would never go through with it. Even when I went away to college, I always knew I would need to come back here, to this small town, and I knew my family needed to be able to live here, to be able to hold their heads up proud as upstanding members of their community. I couldn’t condemn my parents to be known as the people whose kid waved his cock around in the street.When, this year, my parents told us we would be moving, and that we would be moving so far away that all our ties with this town and the people in it would be cut, it was a liberating moment for me. Suddenly, my carefully cultivated reputation and standing in the community had an expiration date; after moving day, what people thought of me wouldn’t matter. So what if I was suddenly revealed as a crazy naked pervert? I would never see any of these people again, and nor would any of my family. They could gossip in high school and the coffee shops and the bars all they liked about how Chris Gill had run around naked in public with a boner on; I would never hear any of it.I spent much of the summer planning my naked adventure. I made sure I was taking care of my body; I figured that a good-looking young guy in good shape might get a pass on running around naked in comparison to a guy who, well, was not looking his best. So I kept up my gym routine, played a lot of sports and watched what I ate. I considered sunbathing nude, to get rid of any tan marks I might acquire, but it was hard to do with family and friends always around so I never actually managed that. But I did make sure that I looked as good nude as possible; I wanted to feel confident when I had everything on show, after all.I needed to plan and time the right opportunity, too. I couldn’t do it any day before moving day; if my family were still in town when I did it, it might still reach them. I wasn’t moving away from them, so they were the people I couldn’t let find out about my naked plan; or the shame and stigma would just travel with me. But if I moved with them, I would have to concoct an excuse to come back afterwards to carry out my exhibitionism.When, by coincidence, moving day and the day I was due to return to college fell on the same day, this solved all my problems. I would help my family with the moving and, when all was completed, I would load up my own car. They would drive with the moving truck to the new house, I would drive myself back to college, and we’d meet up in a few weeks. And, of course, once they had gone and my own packing was done, I would do as I had done now; take off all of my clothes in the driveway, and go for one last walk around town.It helped with the time, too. It was around 6:30pm by the time my family went on their way, so my streak was going to end up taking place in the early evening. This was my preferred time; light enough that there would still be people around (and there would still be enough visibility for them to see my nakedness clearly) but late enough in the day that there would not be huge numbers of people about. While being seen naked in the middle of the day by dozens and dozens of people would be an incredible thrill, it also greatly raised the odds that someone would call the cops; and I had no intention of getting a police record for this. That, again, would be something I might not be able to escape quite as easily as I could escape the gossip of ordinary townsfolk, and might well work its way back to my parents, something I definitely didn’t want to happen.That was another reason why I didn’t want to get seen by my neighbours before I got going; I might set off, only to find the cops waiting for me on my return.But, as it was, all was quiet as I turned out of the driveway and into the street.I set off, briskly walking and occasionally jogging when the mood took me. I liked the way my cock and balls moved when I ran, and the feel of the warm breeze on my bare skin; but I was in no hurry, and didn’t want to dash around unseen by anyone.Walking the dogAs it was, I covered maybe a block and a half before the first person saw me. It was a woman; I didn’t know her but I guessed she was in her 40s. She was out walking a little dog, one of those purse dogs, on a thin leash. She was paying attention to the dog at first and didn’t see me; but when she looked up as I walked into her view, her mouth dropped a little and she stared.I smiled as I approached. I felt her eyes travel down my body, her gaze falling to my crotch and my exposed cock and balls. She didn’t say anything though, not even when I gave a cheerful “evening, ma'am,” as I passed by her. She was attractive, though (I’ve always had a liking for older women; that is, older than me; not necessarily that old but when you’re 20, a 40-year old woman has 20 years’ experience on you and still looks damn good), and as I carried on down the street I glanced back over my shoulder she had stopped and was watching my bare ass, an appreciative expression on my face. That was the perfect reaction to me, and out of her view, my cock stirred and stiffened in acknowledgement. Fully erect, I gave my cock a couple of encouraging tugs with my hand, relishing the sensation and the pleasure it gave. I wasn’t going to masturbate just yet, although I felt that if I did I would have blown my wad straight away; but a few strokes just to bring me that little bit closer was very welcome.The Parade picks upI remained erect for the next few minutes, but saw no other pedestrians. Cars, though, passed me; some honking horns in acknowledgement of my nakedness; some, drivers or passengers, staring as they went by; the rest giving no outward sign they had even seen me. I relished each encounter, knowing it meant someone; man or woman, adult or kid, had seen my naked body out in public and was left wondering, what was the story here? Way was this guy walking naked and with a hard-on in full view? They would just have to wonder.The evening breeze did a little to quell my building arousal though, and without further attention from my hands my erection began to subside. I was soon only semi-hard (my favourite state to be in as it made me seem more well-endowed; my cock when flaccid was not small by any means but like this I felt I looked even better nude) as I made my way from residential streets into more communal areas of town.Here were more people, both in cars and on foot. Folks were leaving off a late working shift or at the end of the day for their businesses, men and women heading out early to one or two nearby bars. Some high school kids were skateboarding on an array of steps. All saw me walking quickly down the street, naked as the day I came into this world. People stared, some shouted stuff or whistled. Some, disappointingly, looked on then turned away, anger or disgust on their faces; I couldn’t help their prudishness, but I was prepared for it. Being seen naked was something that was, for me, a turn-on; but I also held they view that nudity, mine or anyone else’s, was harmless and not something to be treated as shameful or obscene. I hated the “think of the children” attitude that people harboured; seeing a guy or a girl naked outside the bedroom or locker room was not something I felt had any capacity to damage another person in any way. We’re all human, and human anatomy shouldn’t be cause for offence as far as I am concerned. Shock, surprise, humour, pleasure; these were fine with me, perfectly natural reactions to seeing an athletic 20-year-old guy walking around town in the nude. But don’t be offended because you can see my penis, there’s nothing offensive about it.I suppose I’ve never been shy about my body. Changing in the locker room, skinny dipping with friends, showering with the door open; none of these things have been a source of embarrassment for me. I have a roommate at college and he’s seen me naked so many times I lose count. Occasionally when it’s hot and we have to study I will just come in from the shower, drop my towel and study in the nude. He’s never raised an objection (although I’m careful not to let on how arousing I sometimes find it). My point is, I’m kind of akin to a nudist in terms of my attitude to nakedness. It’s natural, it’s pleasurable (for me at least) and if you have a problem with it, well, you need to work on that.Fortunately, disapproving looks were all the negativity I received; nobody came to remonstrate with me for my nakedness, and most people seemed merely surprised, or even amused or appreciative of my exposed state. I didn’t dally, though; I felt a need to keep moving, in case anyone who saw me was about to phone the cops and severely ruin my day.FamiliarityI saw the first person I knew on that route into town, too. One of my old high school teachers, was loading up his car as I walked down the street. He looked at me but I can’t say for certain he recognised me; I definitely recognised him though. Further down the street, a shopkeeper whose store I regularly visited was just closing up as I approached, and called out my name in disbelief when he saw me. I gave a casual, “hey” and kept on walking.Soon enough, I’d passed the storefronts and made it to the town square. During the day this would have been one of the busiest parts of town but by now it was pretty quiet, and I was only seen by a few motorists and a couple of girls off in the distance as I crossed the square.My destination was a small plaza just off the square. It was kind of a park, I supposed, albeit a small one, just some grass, trees and a couple of benches. These benches were my destination; when I planned out my route, I had intended to get here and go no further. I planned to sit a short while and chill before making my way back to the old family home. I wasn’t certain but I felt I would probably masturbate en route, so as to be less likely to be far from home when, post-orgasm, my euphoria and arousal would likely give way to a feeling of vulnerability.A Show At The ParkI entered the plaza and sat on the bench nearest the way I had come in. The wood was still warm from the day’s sun, and felt pleasant against my naked body. I leaned back, arms across the back of the seat, legs parted. My cock began to stiffen and I closed my eyes, replaying the stages of my journey in my head.I heard the sound of people approach me, and a voice say “hey." A female voice."Hey,” I said in a friendly way, opening my eyes.There were two people standing over me; a guy and a girl. It looked like they were a couple. She was petite and dark haired; maybe some Asian heritage?; wearing jean shorts, a raglan top, sneakers. He was skinny, wearing basketball shorts and a punk band t-shirt. They looked younger than me by a couple of years.I worried, for a moment. The girl, on her own, wouldn’t have bothered me. Nor, for that matter, would the guy; I’m as turned on by guys seeing me as I am by girls. But the two together approaching me gave me concern. Maybe he would be mad I was exposing myself to his girlfriend and get aggressive. Maybe she was upset at seeing me and wanted him to teach me a lesson. I reckoned I could take the guy in a fight, he didn’t look like much; but I’m not that type of guy and I’d rather avoid those sort of situations if I can.But they didn’t seem mad at me; both seemed quite friendly in their manner and speech. And in the end, an audience is an audience, and I certainly wasn’t going to complain at having one. The girl, for her part, seemed unafraid, and sat down on the opposite side of the bench to me. Her boyfriend stayed standing; but in a non-threatening way.“Why are you naked?” the girl asked. “Where are your clothes?”“Back at my house,” I said, answering the second question first.“You walked here naked?” the guy said, disbelieving.“Yup,” I answered proudly.“Why would you do that?” asked his girlfriend. “Why aren’t you wearing clothes?”I thought for a moment. Why not be honest? They seemed quite keen to know, and I was happy to tell them.“Well,” I said, “I’m leaving town today. I lived here, like, most of my life, and I always wanted to do something like this.”The guy grinned. “Well, it is pretty boring round here!”I laughed. “True! But this is a bit more than just livening things up.”“What do you mean?” the girl asked.“Well,” I carried on, “to be honest, being naked, out in public like this, it really feels good to me. In fact, it makes me feel pretty turned on.”She laughed. “Yeah, I can see that!” I looked down and my cock was semi-hard, verging on hard again; I’d not even noticed, I’d been absorbed in our brief conversation.“Aw, sorry,” I grinned.“Don’t be,” she said.“Well, sorry to your boyfriend, at least.”“Aw, he’s not bothered,” she laughed. I looked at him.“You’re not?” I asked“Nah dude,” he said off-handedly. “Rock out with your cock out. It’s all cool. If I had your bod, I wouldn’t be shy either.”I laughed. “Are you guys for real?”The girl nodded. “Uh-huh. We saw you across the square and just had to come talk to you. Josh wouldn’t stop staring at your weiner.”I looked at the boyfriend; evidently Josh; who flushed a little. But there was no denying she was probably right; the sort of gym shorts he was wearing are lousy at hiding if you have an erection, and Josh was definitely starting to pitch a tent there.There was a moment of silence between the three of us then. In my stomach, butterflies stirred. I think I had some fans here, maybe someone with the start of a crush even. Maybe two crushes. Well, I wasn’t going to disappoint them.I adjusted my position slightly to give a better view, then took my now rock-hard cock in my hand. I began to stroke it, slowly, as we talked to each other. The girl turned, resting her elbows on her knees, looking straight at me, taking it all in. Josh just looked down and grinned.“Dude, for real?” he said. “You gonna jerk off here?”I paused. “I can stop, if you like.”“No,” the girl said. “I wanna see.”I looked again at Josh, seeking permission. “Okay by me,” he grinned.I resumed my slow, relaxed stroking, fingers and thumb wrapped good around my shaft. I was already building up to climax, I knew this wouldn’t be a long wank, but I wanted to make the most of it.“How old are you guys?” I asked.“Eighteen,” the girl replied.“That’s a relief,” I laughed. “At least I’m not whacking it in front of a minor.”She giggled. “You don’t have to do it here.”“True,” I acknowledged, “but I’m gonna, all the same.”Both of them smiled.I was stroking harder now, more swiftly. I felt the pleasure throbbing in my shaft, the knot in the base of my cock that would soon release. I had no reason to hold back any more and my rhythmic strokes increased. I sensed their eyes on me; hers especially were entirely on my cock, staring intently at it. That was enough to send me over the crest. I grunted, teeth gritted, as the knot burst and my cock spasmed with an orgasm that spread over me, radiating through me. Thick, warm, white spunk spurted rhythmically from the end of my hard cock, landing on the asphalt of the path and, as the flow ended, dripping onto the wood of the bench on which I sat. I continued to masturbate, lessening my stroke, until my orgasm subsided and my cock pulsed no more.I felt dizzy for a moment, dazed with coming down from my arousal. I tipped back my head and breathed deeply, hand still squeezing my cock, wringing out the last drops of sperm.“Wow,” the girl said, “you really enjoyed that, huh?”I just smiled, and nodded. Hard to play it cool when you’ve just come in front of a stranger; harder still when that stranger is a pretty girl & accompanied by her boyfriend.“Did you?” I asked, after a moment.“I guess,” she said. “You have a nice; penis.” She blushed. “Sorry babe,” she said to Josh. He just laughed.“It’s true,” he shrugged, “he’s got a nice cock.”“Nicer than his?” I asked jokingly. The girl just squealed, blushing again and burying her face in her hands.“We haven’t; er;” Josh said, by way of explanation.“Oh!” I said, with a laugh. “Say,” I asked, indicating my softening, dripping cock “I don’t suppose you have a Kleenex on you?”The girl stood up, rummaging in her pocket, and pulled out a napkin. Instead of handing it to me, though, she reached out and, taking my cock in one hand, wiped it off with the napkin in the other. Her touch on my member was warm and slight, and another spasm of pleasure shot through me. She blushed again and withdrew her hand quickly.“Sorry,” she said.“Don't apologise to me,” I replied, “apologise to your boyfriend!” In truth, I was getting a little worried. Josh seemed good-natured, and maybe he had a thing for guys as much as girls. But I felt like I was starting to step on his turf, and I was concerned that the longer we stayed together the more his girlfriend was going to get curious about touching, and much as I like to think I’m not the sort of guy to cuckold a dude, in my current state I wasn’t so sure I’d stop her.So I took the napkin from my hand, blotted the last of the spunk from my now flaccid cock and stood up.The girl leaned behind me, ogling me. “Oh my God I see what you mean,” she exclaimed to Josh. “He really does have a cute ass!” She turned to me. “Why didn’t you let me see that before?”I shrugged, “sorry,” I said. “You’re welcome to watch all you like while I walk out of here.”“Yeah,” Josh said, “you probably shouldn’t hang around naked here all night. Cops come by often.” Much as I thought he was probably offering genuine advice, I sensed as well that he kinda wanted some private time with his girlfriend.“Thanks for the warning,” I replied. "And for being a good audience.“She grinned. "Thanks for the show,” she said. She slid an arm around her boyfriend’s waist, and the two of them laughed as they walked off. Just as they went out of sight, I saw her slip her hand into the waistband of his still-tenting shorts.I laughed to myself. Whatever it was that those two had never done, they were probably going to do tonight!I regained my own composure, and set off myself.I had expected to feel vulnerable about my nudity now I had come. Often in the past when I had done something exhibitionist and ended up masturbating, I would lose some of that compulsion to be naked and end up finding my way quickly back to clothing or coverage. But despite my orgasm I still felt excited and aroused to be naked in public. I knew I needed to head back to the family home but I was in no hurry, I thought I would probably have a little fun along the way.RefuelingI left the plaza and went back across the town square. Again, a few drivers saw me, but Josh and his girlfriend had long gone. It was starting to get dark now, and I was a little more invisible in my nudity. I was still seen though, more people in cars than people on the street, but I still got that thrill, knowing they could see my whole body, see my nakedness, and it was a surprise and maybe a treat for them.I started to head back out of town. The stores were closed now, except one along the end of a row, a convenience store. I’d been walking and jogging for over an hour now and I had quite a thirst. I’d not had anywhere to keep money, what with being completely naked, but I had a $5 bill stuffed in one of my shoes.I walked into the convenience store. There were no customers inside, just a guy behind the counter. He raised an eyebrow when I walked in.“Warm out?” he asked.“Yeah,” I smiled, “seemed like a nice evening but I didn’t have a thing to wear.”He laughed as I grabbed a soda from the refrigerator and pulled the bill from my shoe. “I was wondering where you were keeping your money.”“Hey,” I joked, “it was here, or; ” I left it hanging.He laughed again as he rang up my purchase. "So you on a bet or something?“"Something like that, yeah.”“Well alright,” he said. “Don’t get yourself into trouble.”“I won’t,” I said, popping the soda as I left the store.It was amazing how people who had no reason to expect a guy walking around naked were pretty relaxed about the reality of it, I thought as I continued on my walk. The couple in the plaza, the guy in the store; they had reacted, sure; I liked having my nudity noticed, I wouldn’t be an exhibitionist if I didn’t enjoy that. But I’d expected running, shouting, “think of the children” reactions, and a quick call to the cops. But people seemed to be taking my nakedness in the spirit I intended it to. It was my parting gift to the town, really; their last sight of me would be nude in public, and if nothing else, at least it would be memorable!To be continued in part 2.By Requiax, for Literotica

Exhibitionist guy bares all to say goodbye to his hometown. A 2-part story By Requiax. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. It was moving day. My parents and my kid sister had already driven off, following the truck from the moving company, filled with all our things. I grew up in this house and came of age here, but we were finally moving. My dad's work had taken him to a new state, and a new home, and the family was going with him. [[MORE]] I'd be joining them later. It was the start of the fall semester and I was going to be travelling back to college first. My car, parked in the driveway, was loaded up with everything I will be taking back to my dorm. First chance I got in the coming weeks, I was going to drive over to the new house and help get things sorted, but mom and dad were insistent I go back to college first. I stood in the driveway, looking at our empty house. I was alone now. The neighbours and our friends had all been and said their goodbyes. The keys were with the realtor. My things were all packed. It was coming to the end of what had been a long day. It was nearly time to go, to set off in my car and never come back to the town that had been my home for most of my 20 years of life. But I had one final thing I wanted to do first. I stood beside the car and looked around the street. There was nobody in the immediate vicinity, which was good. Don't get me wrong, I was expecting an audience; I wanted one. But not before I'd started, not when they could still put a stop to my fun and cause me a heap of trouble. But, luckily, the neighbours were all indoors, nobody walking by or out in their front yards. I took a deep breath. I was nervous, but also excited, buzzing with the anticipation of fulfilling an ambition I'd had for many years now. Grasping the hem of my t-shirt, I pulled it quickly over my head. I let it drop to the floor and stood a moment. There was nothing wrong with standing in my driveway shirtless, after all; I'd done it plenty of times, on hot afternoons, shooting in the basketball hoop up over the garage door. There was a breeze today but it was warm on my bare chest. I kicked off my shoes; slip on Vans, easy to take on and off; I'd be putting them back on before I went. The asphalt of the driveway was hot and rough against the soles of my feet. A further breath to steady my nerves, and then I unbuckled my brown leather belt. I unfastened my jeans and let them fall to the floor. I was wearing just my boxer briefs now; tight shorts, already bulging where my excitement was having its effect. Another look round. Nobody I could see, nobody who could see this yet. Thumb in my waistband, I yanked down my boxers and stepped out of them. I was nude. I paused a moment, examining my own reflection in the car windshield. Blonde hair, a little too long; I'd not had a cut all summer. Smooth face; handsome, I'm told, in a surfer sort of way, although I never seem to have much luck with girls. My bare body; lightly tanned, except for the whiter area where I would normally be wearing shorts. Athletic, some muscle definition, a summer of basketball and gym workouts and healthy eating paying off. My pubic hair; like most guys my age, I went in for cropping it short with clippers, rather than shaving outright; taking a razor to my balls and my shaft for a smooth finish there. My cock; unusually in this time and place, uncircumcised; stirring with excitement. I grinned, and slipped my feet back into my sneakers. Then I set off to walk the streets of my hometown naked. Nude Fantasies I'd fantasised about being nude in public for years. Since I first discovered jerking off, all the way back in my early teens, I've had an exhibitionist side. The thought of being seen naked or being watched while I masturbate was a huge turn-on for me. I experimented in various ways with this, some more successful than others, but I always chickened out of fulfilling my greatest fantasy, which was to fully expose myself somewhere very public. It wasn't so much that I lacked courage to do this, but that I was very aware even at a young age of what the repercussions might be if I, a young man, were to publicly expose myself. In all my fantasies, I had a willing audience; but I knew that in reality, being seen naked (and likely aroused) in public would get me into a lot of trouble. I had to live in this town, attend school in this town, and have family and friends share this town with me. If I went naked in public, people who knew me would get to hear about it and I'd have to live with the reputation of being a pervert, a freak who got off on showing people his cock. I mean, I was a pervert, and I did get off on showing people my cock; but I didn't want my friends and family to know that! My personal reputation mattered more to me than my sexual fantasies; so no matter what I would plan out in my head, I would never go through with it. Even when I went away to college, I always knew I would need to come back here, to this small town, and I knew my family needed to be able to live here, to be able to hold their heads up proud as upstanding members of their community. I couldn't condemn my parents to be known as the people whose kid waved his cock around in the street. When, this year, my parents told us we would be moving, and that we would be moving so far away that all our ties with this town and the people in it would be cut, it was a liberating moment for me. Suddenly, my carefully cultivated reputation and standing in the community had an expiration date; after moving day, what people thought of me wouldn't matter. So what if I was suddenly revealed as a crazy naked pervert? I would never see any of these people again, and nor would any of my family. They could gossip in high school and the coffee shops and the bars all they liked about how Chris Gill had run around naked in public with a boner on; I would never hear any of it. I spent much of the summer planning my naked adventure. I made sure I was taking care of my body; I figured that a good-looking young guy in good shape might get a pass on running around naked in comparison to a guy who, well, was not looking his best. So I kept up my gym routine, played a lot of sports and watched what I ate. I considered sunbathing nude, to get rid of any tan marks I might acquire, but it was hard to do with family and friends always around so I never actually managed that. But I did make sure that I looked as good nude as possible; I wanted to feel confident when I had everything on show, after all. I needed to plan and time the right opportunity, too. I couldn't do it any day before moving day; if my family were still in town when I did it, it might still reach them. I wasn't moving away from them, so they were the people I couldn't let find out about my naked plan; or the shame and stigma would just travel with me. But if I moved with them, I would have to concoct an excuse to come back afterwards to carry out my exhibitionism. When, by coincidence, moving day and the day I was due to return to college fell on the same day, this solved all my problems. I would help my family with the moving and, when all was completed, I would load up my own car. They would drive with the moving truck to the new house, I would drive myself back to college, and we'd meet up in a few weeks. And, of course, once they had gone and my own packing was done, I would do as I had done now; take off all of my clothes in the driveway, and go for one last walk around town. It helped with the time, too. It was around 6:30pm by the time my family went on their way, so my streak was going to end up taking place in the early evening. This was my preferred time; light enough that there would still be people around (and there would still be enough visibility for them to see my nakedness clearly) but late enough in the day that there would not be huge numbers of people about. While being seen naked in the middle of the day by dozens and dozens of people would be an incredible thrill, it also greatly raised the odds that someone would call the cops; and I had no intention of getting a police record for this. That, again, would be something I might not be able to escape quite as easily as I could escape the gossip of ordinary townsfolk, and might well work its way back to my parents, something I definitely didn't want to happen. That was another reason why I didn't want to get seen by my neighbours before I got going; I might set off, only to find the cops waiting for me on my return. But, as it was, all was quiet as I turned out of the driveway and into the street. I set off, briskly walking and occasionally jogging when the mood took me. I liked the way my cock and balls moved when I ran, and the feel of the warm breeze on my bare skin; but I was in no hurry, and didn't want to dash around unseen by anyone. Walking the dog As it was, I covered maybe a block and a half before the first person saw me. It was a woman; I didn't know her but I guessed she was in her 40s. She was out walking a little dog, one of those purse dogs, on a thin leash. She was paying attention to the dog at first and didn't see me; but when she looked up as I walked into her view, her mouth dropped a little and she stared. I smiled as I approached. I felt her eyes travel down my body, her gaze falling to my crotch and my exposed cock and balls. She didn't say anything though, not even when I gave a cheerful "evening, ma'am," as I passed by her. She was attractive, though (I've always had a liking for older women; that is, older than me; not necessarily that old but when you're 20, a 40-year old woman has 20 years' experience on you and still looks damn good), and as I carried on down the street I glanced back over my shoulder she had stopped and was watching my bare ass, an appreciative expression on my face. That was the perfect reaction to me, and out of her view, my cock stirred and stiffened in acknowledgement. Fully erect, I gave my cock a couple of encouraging tugs with my hand, relishing the sensation and the pleasure it gave. I wasn't going to masturbate just yet, although I felt that if I did I would have blown my wad straight away; but a few strokes just to bring me that little bit closer was very welcome. The Parade picks up I remained erect for the next few minutes, but saw no other pedestrians. Cars, though, passed me; some honking horns in acknowledgement of my nakedness; some, drivers or passengers, staring as they went by; the rest giving no outward sign they had even seen me. I relished each encounter, knowing it meant someone; man or woman, adult or kid, had seen my naked body out in public and was left wondering, what was the story here? Way was this guy walking naked and with a hard-on in full view? They would just have to wonder. The evening breeze did a little to quell my building arousal though, and without further attention from my hands my erection began to subside. I was soon only semi-hard (my favourite state to be in as it made me seem more well-endowed; my cock when flaccid was not small by any means but like this I felt I looked even better nude) as I made my way from residential streets into more communal areas of town. Here were more people, both in cars and on foot. Folks were leaving off a late working shift or at the end of the day for their businesses, men and women heading out early to one or two nearby bars. Some high school kids were skateboarding on an array of steps. All saw me walking quickly down the street, naked as the day I came into this world. People stared, some shouted stuff or whistled. Some, disappointingly, looked on then turned away, anger or disgust on their faces; I couldn't help their prudishness, but I was prepared for it. Being seen naked was something that was, for me, a turn-on; but I also held they view that nudity, mine or anyone else's, was harmless and not something to be treated as shameful or obscene. I hated the "think of the children" attitude that people harboured; seeing a guy or a girl naked outside the bedroom or locker room was not something I felt had any capacity to damage another person in any way. We're all human, and human anatomy shouldn't be cause for offence as far as I am concerned. Shock, surprise, humour, pleasure; these were fine with me, perfectly natural reactions to seeing an athletic 20-year-old guy walking around town in the nude. But don't be offended because you can see my penis, there's nothing offensive about it. I suppose I've never been shy about my body. Changing in the locker room, skinny dipping with friends, showering with the door open; none of these things have been a source of embarrassment for me. I have a roommate at college and he's seen me naked so many times I lose count. Occasionally when it's hot and we have to study I will just come in from the shower, drop my towel and study in the nude. He's never raised an objection (although I'm careful not to let on how arousing I sometimes find it). My point is, I'm kind of akin to a nudist in terms of my attitude to nakedness. It's natural, it's pleasurable (for me at least) and if you have a problem with it, well, you need to work on that. Fortunately, disapproving looks were all the negativity I received; nobody came to remonstrate with me for my nakedness, and most people seemed merely surprised, or even amused or appreciative of my exposed state. I didn't dally, though; I felt a need to keep moving, in case anyone who saw me was about to phone the cops and severely ruin my day. Familiarity I saw the first person I knew on that route into town, too. One of my old high school teachers, was loading up his car as I walked down the street. He looked at me but I can't say for certain he recognised me; I definitely recognised him though. Further down the street, a shopkeeper whose store I regularly visited was just closing up as I approached, and called out my name in disbelief when he saw me. I gave a casual, "hey" and kept on walking. Soon enough, I'd passed the storefronts and made it to the town square. During the day this would have been one of the busiest parts of town but by now it was pretty quiet, and I was only seen by a few motorists and a couple of girls off in the distance as I crossed the square. My destination was a small plaza just off the square. It was kind of a park, I supposed, albeit a small one, just some grass, trees and a couple of benches. These benches were my destination; when I planned out my route, I had intended to get here and go no further. I planned to sit a short while and chill before making my way back to the old family home. I wasn't certain but I felt I would probably masturbate en route, so as to be less likely to be far from home when, post-orgasm, my euphoria and arousal would likely give way to a feeling of vulnerability. A Show At The Park I entered the plaza and sat on the bench nearest the way I had come in. The wood was still warm from the day's sun, and felt pleasant against my naked body. I leaned back, arms across the back of the seat, legs parted. My cock began to stiffen and I closed my eyes, replaying the stages of my journey in my head. I heard the sound of people approach me, and a voice say "hey." A female voice. "Hey," I said in a friendly way, opening my eyes. There were two people standing over me; a guy and a girl. It looked like they were a couple. She was petite and dark haired; maybe some Asian heritage?; wearing jean shorts, a raglan top, sneakers. He was skinny, wearing basketball shorts and a punk band t-shirt. They looked younger than me by a couple of years. I worried, for a moment. The girl, on her own, wouldn't have bothered me. Nor, for that matter, would the guy; I'm as turned on by guys seeing me as I am by girls. But the two together approaching me gave me concern. Maybe he would be mad I was exposing myself to his girlfriend and get aggressive. Maybe she was upset at seeing me and wanted him to teach me a lesson. I reckoned I could take the guy in a fight, he didn't look like much; but I'm not that type of guy and I'd rather avoid those sort of situations if I can. But they didn't seem mad at me; both seemed quite friendly in their manner and speech. And in the end, an audience is an audience, and I certainly wasn't going to complain at having one. The girl, for her part, seemed unafraid, and sat down on the opposite side of the bench to me. Her boyfriend stayed standing; but in a non-threatening way. "Why are you naked?" the girl asked. "Where are your clothes?" "Back at my house," I said, answering the second question first. "You walked here naked?" the guy said, disbelieving. "Yup," I answered proudly. "Why would you do that?" asked his girlfriend. "Why aren't you wearing clothes?" I thought for a moment. Why not be honest? They seemed quite keen to know, and I was happy to tell them. "Well," I said, "I'm leaving town today. I lived here, like, most of my life, and I always wanted to do something like this." The guy grinned. "Well, it is pretty boring round here!" I laughed. "True! But this is a bit more than just livening things up." "What do you mean?" the girl asked. "Well," I carried on, "to be honest, being naked, out in public like this, it really feels good to me. In fact, it makes me feel pretty turned on." She laughed. "Yeah, I can see that!" I looked down and my cock was semi-hard, verging on hard again; I'd not even noticed, I'd been absorbed in our brief conversation. "Aw, sorry," I grinned. "Don't be," she said. "Well, sorry to your boyfriend, at least." "Aw, he's not bothered," she laughed. I looked at him. "You're not?" I asked "Nah dude," he said off-handedly. "Rock out with your cock out. It's all cool. If I had your bod, I wouldn't be shy either." I laughed. "Are you guys for real?" The girl nodded. "Uh-huh. We saw you across the square and just had to come talk to you. Josh wouldn't stop staring at your weiner." I looked at the boyfriend; evidently Josh; who flushed a little. But there was no denying she was probably right; the sort of gym shorts he was wearing are lousy at hiding if you have an erection, and Josh was definitely starting to pitch a tent there. There was a moment of silence between the three of us then. In my stomach, butterflies stirred. I think I had some fans here, maybe someone with the start of a crush even. Maybe two crushes. Well, I wasn't going to disappoint them. I adjusted my position slightly to give a better view, then took my now rock-hard cock in my hand. I began to stroke it, slowly, as we talked to each other. The girl turned, resting her elbows on her knees, looking straight at me, taking it all in. Josh just looked down and grinned. "Dude, for real?" he said. "You gonna jerk off here?" I paused. "I can stop, if you like." "No," the girl said. "I wanna see." I looked again at Josh, seeking permission. "Okay by me," he grinned. I resumed my slow, relaxed stroking, fingers and thumb wrapped good around my shaft. I was already building up to climax, I knew this wouldn't be a long wank, but I wanted to make the most of it. "How old are you guys?" I asked. "Eighteen," the girl replied. "That's a relief," I laughed. "At least I'm not whacking it in front of a minor." She giggled. "You don't have to do it here." "True," I acknowledged, "but I'm gonna, all the same." Both of them smiled. I was stroking harder now, more swiftly. I felt the pleasure throbbing in my shaft, the knot in the base of my cock that would soon release. I had no reason to hold back any more and my rhythmic strokes increased. I sensed their eyes on me; hers especially were entirely on my cock, staring intently at it. That was enough to send me over the crest. I grunted, teeth gritted, as the knot burst and my cock spasmed with an orgasm that spread over me, radiating through me. Thick, warm, white spunk spurted rhythmically from the end of my hard cock, landing on the asphalt of the path and, as the flow ended, dripping onto the wood of the bench on which I sat. I continued to masturbate, lessening my stroke, until my orgasm subsided and my cock pulsed no more. I felt dizzy for a moment, dazed with coming down from my arousal. I tipped back my head and breathed deeply, hand still squeezing my cock, wringing out the last drops of sperm. "Wow," the girl said, "you really enjoyed that, huh?" I just smiled, and nodded. Hard to play it cool when you've just come in front of a stranger; harder still when that stranger is a pretty girl & accompanied by her boyfriend. "Did you?" I asked, after a moment. "I guess," she said. "You have a nice; penis." She blushed. "Sorry babe," she said to Josh. He just laughed. "It's true," he shrugged, "he's got a nice cock." "Nicer than his?" I asked jokingly. The girl just squealed, blushing again and burying her face in her hands. "We haven't; er;" Josh said, by way of explanation. "Oh!" I said, with a laugh. "Say," I asked, indicating my softening, dripping cock "I don't suppose you have a Kleenex on you?" The girl stood up, rummaging in her pocket, and pulled out a napkin. Instead of handing it to me, though, she reached out and, taking my cock in one hand, wiped it off with the napkin in the other. Her touch on my member was warm and slight, and another spasm of pleasure shot through me. She blushed again and withdrew her hand quickly. "Sorry," she said. "Don't apologise to me," I replied, "apologise to your boyfriend!" In truth, I was getting a little worried. Josh seemed good-natured, and maybe he had a thing for guys as much as girls. But I felt like I was starting to step on his turf, and I was concerned that the longer we stayed together the more his girlfriend was going to get curious about touching, and much as I like to think I'm not the sort of guy to cuckold a dude, in my current state I wasn't so sure I'd stop her. So I took the napkin from my hand, blotted the last of the spunk from my now flaccid cock and stood up. The girl leaned behind me, ogling me. "Oh my God I see what you mean," she exclaimed to Josh. "He really does have a cute ass!" She turned to me. "Why didn't you let me see that before?" I shrugged, "sorry," I said. "You're welcome to watch all you like while I walk out of here." "Yeah," Josh said, "you probably shouldn't hang around naked here all night. Cops come by often." Much as I thought he was probably offering genuine advice, I sensed as well that he kinda wanted some private time with his girlfriend. "Thanks for the warning," I replied. "And for being a good audience." She grinned. "Thanks for the show," she said. She slid an arm around her boyfriend's waist, and the two of them laughed as they walked off. Just as they went out of sight, I saw her slip her hand into the waistband of his still-tenting shorts. I laughed to myself. Whatever it was that those two had never done, they were probably going to do tonight! I regained my own composure, and set off myself. I had expected to feel vulnerable about my nudity now I had come. Often in the past when I had done something exhibitionist and ended up masturbating, I would lose some of that compulsion to be naked and end up finding my way quickly back to clothing or coverage. But despite my orgasm I still felt excited and aroused to be naked in public. I knew I needed to head back to the family home but I was in no hurry, I thought I would probably have a little fun along the way. Refueling I left the plaza and went back across the town square. Again, a few drivers saw me, but Josh and his girlfriend had long gone. It was starting to get dark now, and I was a little more invisible in my nudity. I was still seen though, more people in cars than people on the street, but I still got that thrill, knowing they could see my whole body, see my nakedness, and it was a surprise and maybe a treat for them. I started to head back out of town. The stores were closed now, except one along the end of a row, a convenience store. I'd been walking and jogging for over an hour now and I had quite a thirst. I'd not had anywhere to keep money, what with being completely naked, but I had a $5 bill stuffed in one of my shoes. I walked into the convenience store. There were no customers inside, just a guy behind the counter. He raised an eyebrow when I walked in. "Warm out?" he asked. "Yeah," I smiled, "seemed like a nice evening but I didn't have a thing to wear." He laughed as I grabbed a soda from the refrigerator and pulled the bill from my shoe. "I was wondering where you were keeping your money." "Hey," I joked, "it was here, or; " I left it hanging. He laughed again as he rang up my purchase. "So you on a bet or something?" "Something like that, yeah." "Well alright," he said. "Don't get yourself into trouble." "I won't," I said, popping the soda as I left the store. It was amazing how people who had no reason to expect a guy walking around naked were pretty relaxed about the reality of it, I thought as I continued on my walk. The couple in the plaza, the guy in the store; they had reacted, sure; I liked having my nudity noticed, I wouldn't be an exhibitionist if I didn't enjoy that. But I'd expected running, shouting, "think of the children" reactions, and a quick call to the cops. But people seemed to be taking my nakedness in the spirit I intended it to. It was my parting gift to the town, really; their last sight of me would be nude in public, and if nothing else, at least it would be memorable! To be continued in part 2. By Requiax, for Literotica

Exhibitionist guy bares all to say goodbye to his hometown.A 2-part story By Requiax. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.It was moving day.My parents and my kid sister had already driven off, following the truck from the moving company, filled with all our things.I grew up in this house and came of age here, but we were finally moving. My dad’s work had taken him to a new state, and a new home, and the family was going with him.I’d be joining them later. It was the start of the fall semester and I was going to be travelling back to college first. My car, parked in the driveway, was loaded up with everything I will be taking back to my dorm. First chance I got in the coming weeks, I was going to drive over to the new house and help get things sorted, but mom and dad were insistent I go back to college first.I stood in the driveway, looking at our empty house. I was alone now. The neighbours and our friends had all been and said their goodbyes. The keys were with the realtor. My things were all packed. It was coming to the end of what had been a long day.It was nearly time to go, to set off in my car and never come back to the town that had been my home for most of my 20 years of life. But I had one final thing I wanted to do first.I stood beside the car and looked around the street. There was nobody in the immediate vicinity, which was good. Don’t get me wrong, I was expecting an audience; I wanted one. But not before I’d started, not when they could still put a stop to my fun and cause me a heap of trouble.But, luckily, the neighbours were all indoors, nobody walking by or out in their front yards.I took a deep breath. I was nervous, but also excited, buzzing with the anticipation of fulfilling an ambition I’d had for many years now.Grasping the hem of my t-shirt, I pulled it quickly over my head. I let it drop to the floor and stood a moment. There was nothing wrong with standing in my driveway shirtless, after all; I’d done it plenty of times, on hot afternoons, shooting in the basketball hoop up over the garage door. There was a breeze today but it was warm on my bare chest.I kicked off my shoes; slip on Vans, easy to take on and off; I’d be putting them back on before I went. The asphalt of the driveway was hot and rough against the soles of my feet.A further breath to steady my nerves, and then I unbuckled my brown leather belt. I unfastened my jeans and let them fall to the floor. I was wearing just my boxer briefs now; tight shorts, already bulging where my excitement was having its effect.Another look round. Nobody I could see, nobody who could see this yet.Thumb in my waistband, I yanked down my boxers and stepped out of them. I was nude.I paused a moment, examining my own reflection in the car windshield. Blonde hair, a little too long; I’d not had a cut all summer. Smooth face; handsome, I’m told, in a surfer sort of way, although I never seem to have much luck with girls. My bare body; lightly tanned, except for the whiter area where I would normally be wearing shorts. Athletic, some muscle definition, a summer of basketball and gym workouts and healthy eating paying off. My pubic hair; like most guys my age, I went in for cropping it short with clippers, rather than shaving outright; taking a razor to my balls and my shaft for a smooth finish there. My cock; unusually in this time and place, uncircumcised; stirring with excitement.I grinned, and slipped my feet back into my sneakers. Then I set off to walk the streets of my hometown naked.Nude FantasiesI'd fantasised about being nude in public for years. Since I first discovered jerking off, all the way back in my early teens, I’ve had an exhibitionist side. The thought of being seen naked or being watched while I masturbate was a huge turn-on for me. I experimented in various ways with this, some more successful than others, but I always chickened out of fulfilling my greatest fantasy, which was to fully expose myself somewhere very public.It wasn’t so much that I lacked courage to do this, but that I was very aware even at a young age of what the repercussions might be if I, a young man, were to publicly expose myself. In all my fantasies, I had a willing audience; but I knew that in reality, being seen naked (and likely aroused) in public would get me into a lot of trouble. I had to live in this town, attend school in this town, and have family and friends share this town with me. If I went naked in public, people who knew me would get to hear about it and I’d have to live with the reputation of being a pervert, a freak who got off on showing people his cock.I mean, I was a pervert, and I did get off on showing people my cock; but I didn’t want my friends and family to know that! My personal reputation mattered more to me than my sexual fantasies; so no matter what I would plan out in my head, I would never go through with it. Even when I went away to college, I always knew I would need to come back here, to this small town, and I knew my family needed to be able to live here, to be able to hold their heads up proud as upstanding members of their community. I couldn’t condemn my parents to be known as the people whose kid waved his cock around in the street.When, this year, my parents told us we would be moving, and that we would be moving so far away that all our ties with this town and the people in it would be cut, it was a liberating moment for me. Suddenly, my carefully cultivated reputation and standing in the community had an expiration date; after moving day, what people thought of me wouldn’t matter. So what if I was suddenly revealed as a crazy naked pervert? I would never see any of these people again, and nor would any of my family. They could gossip in high school and the coffee shops and the bars all they liked about how Chris Gill had run around naked in public with a boner on; I would never hear any of it.I spent much of the summer planning my naked adventure. I made sure I was taking care of my body; I figured that a good-looking young guy in good shape might get a pass on running around naked in comparison to a guy who, well, was not looking his best. So I kept up my gym routine, played a lot of sports and watched what I ate. I considered sunbathing nude, to get rid of any tan marks I might acquire, but it was hard to do with family and friends always around so I never actually managed that. But I did make sure that I looked as good nude as possible; I wanted to feel confident when I had everything on show, after all.I needed to plan and time the right opportunity, too. I couldn’t do it any day before moving day; if my family were still in town when I did it, it might still reach them. I wasn’t moving away from them, so they were the people I couldn’t let find out about my naked plan; or the shame and stigma would just travel with me. But if I moved with them, I would have to concoct an excuse to come back afterwards to carry out my exhibitionism.When, by coincidence, moving day and the day I was due to return to college fell on the same day, this solved all my problems. I would help my family with the moving and, when all was completed, I would load up my own car. They would drive with the moving truck to the new house, I would drive myself back to college, and we’d meet up in a few weeks. And, of course, once they had gone and my own packing was done, I would do as I had done now; take off all of my clothes in the driveway, and go for one last walk around town.It helped with the time, too. It was around 6:30pm by the time my family went on their way, so my streak was going to end up taking place in the early evening. This was my preferred time; light enough that there would still be people around (and there would still be enough visibility for them to see my nakedness clearly) but late enough in the day that there would not be huge numbers of people about. While being seen naked in the middle of the day by dozens and dozens of people would be an incredible thrill, it also greatly raised the odds that someone would call the cops; and I had no intention of getting a police record for this. That, again, would be something I might not be able to escape quite as easily as I could escape the gossip of ordinary townsfolk, and might well work its way back to my parents, something I definitely didn’t want to happen.That was another reason why I didn’t want to get seen by my neighbours before I got going; I might set off, only to find the cops waiting for me on my return.But, as it was, all was quiet as I turned out of the driveway and into the street.I set off, briskly walking and occasionally jogging when the mood took me. I liked the way my cock and balls moved when I ran, and the feel of the warm breeze on my bare skin; but I was in no hurry, and didn’t want to dash around unseen by anyone.Walking the dogAs it was, I covered maybe a block and a half before the first person saw me. It was a woman; I didn’t know her but I guessed she was in her 40s. She was out walking a little dog, one of those purse dogs, on a thin leash. She was paying attention to the dog at first and didn’t see me; but when she looked up as I walked into her view, her mouth dropped a little and she stared.I smiled as I approached. I felt her eyes travel down my body, her gaze falling to my crotch and my exposed cock and balls. She didn’t say anything though, not even when I gave a cheerful “evening, ma'am,” as I passed by her. She was attractive, though (I’ve always had a liking for older women; that is, older than me; not necessarily that old but when you’re 20, a 40-year old woman has 20 years’ experience on you and still looks damn good), and as I carried on down the street I glanced back over my shoulder she had stopped and was watching my bare ass, an appreciative expression on my face. That was the perfect reaction to me, and out of her view, my cock stirred and stiffened in acknowledgement. Fully erect, I gave my cock a couple of encouraging tugs with my hand, relishing the sensation and the pleasure it gave. I wasn’t going to masturbate just yet, although I felt that if I did I would have blown my wad straight away; but a few strokes just to bring me that little bit closer was very welcome.The Parade picks upI remained erect for the next few minutes, but saw no other pedestrians. Cars, though, passed me; some honking horns in acknowledgement of my nakedness; some, drivers or passengers, staring as they went by; the rest giving no outward sign they had even seen me. I relished each encounter, knowing it meant someone; man or woman, adult or kid, had seen my naked body out in public and was left wondering, what was the story here? Way was this guy walking naked and with a hard-on in full view? They would just have to wonder.The evening breeze did a little to quell my building arousal though, and without further attention from my hands my erection began to subside. I was soon only semi-hard (my favourite state to be in as it made me seem more well-endowed; my cock when flaccid was not small by any means but like this I felt I looked even better nude) as I made my way from residential streets into more communal areas of town.Here were more people, both in cars and on foot. Folks were leaving off a late working shift or at the end of the day for their businesses, men and women heading out early to one or two nearby bars. Some high school kids were skateboarding on an array of steps. All saw me walking quickly down the street, naked as the day I came into this world. People stared, some shouted stuff or whistled. Some, disappointingly, looked on then turned away, anger or disgust on their faces; I couldn’t help their prudishness, but I was prepared for it. Being seen naked was something that was, for me, a turn-on; but I also held they view that nudity, mine or anyone else’s, was harmless and not something to be treated as shameful or obscene. I hated the “think of the children” attitude that people harboured; seeing a guy or a girl naked outside the bedroom or locker room was not something I felt had any capacity to damage another person in any way. We’re all human, and human anatomy shouldn’t be cause for offence as far as I am concerned. Shock, surprise, humour, pleasure; these were fine with me, perfectly natural reactions to seeing an athletic 20-year-old guy walking around town in the nude. But don’t be offended because you can see my penis, there’s nothing offensive about it.I suppose I’ve never been shy about my body. Changing in the locker room, skinny dipping with friends, showering with the door open; none of these things have been a source of embarrassment for me. I have a roommate at college and he’s seen me naked so many times I lose count. Occasionally when it’s hot and we have to study I will just come in from the shower, drop my towel and study in the nude. He’s never raised an objection (although I’m careful not to let on how arousing I sometimes find it). My point is, I’m kind of akin to a nudist in terms of my attitude to nakedness. It’s natural, it’s pleasurable (for me at least) and if you have a problem with it, well, you need to work on that.Fortunately, disapproving looks were all the negativity I received; nobody came to remonstrate with me for my nakedness, and most people seemed merely surprised, or even amused or appreciative of my exposed state. I didn’t dally, though; I felt a need to keep moving, in case anyone who saw me was about to phone the cops and severely ruin my day.FamiliarityI saw the first person I knew on that route into town, too. One of my old high school teachers, was loading up his car as I walked down the street. He looked at me but I can’t say for certain he recognised me; I definitely recognised him though. Further down the street, a shopkeeper whose store I regularly visited was just closing up as I approached, and called out my name in disbelief when he saw me. I gave a casual, “hey” and kept on walking.Soon enough, I’d passed the storefronts and made it to the town square. During the day this would have been one of the busiest parts of town but by now it was pretty quiet, and I was only seen by a few motorists and a couple of girls off in the distance as I crossed the square.My destination was a small plaza just off the square. It was kind of a park, I supposed, albeit a small one, just some grass, trees and a couple of benches. These benches were my destination; when I planned out my route, I had intended to get here and go no further. I planned to sit a short while and chill before making my way back to the old family home. I wasn’t certain but I felt I would probably masturbate en route, so as to be less likely to be far from home when, post-orgasm, my euphoria and arousal would likely give way to a feeling of vulnerability.A Show At The ParkI entered the plaza and sat on the bench nearest the way I had come in. The wood was still warm from the day’s sun, and felt pleasant against my naked body. I leaned back, arms across the back of the seat, legs parted. My cock began to stiffen and I closed my eyes, replaying the stages of my journey in my head.I heard the sound of people approach me, and a voice say “hey." A female voice."Hey,” I said in a friendly way, opening my eyes.There were two people standing over me; a guy and a girl. It looked like they were a couple. She was petite and dark haired; maybe some Asian heritage?; wearing jean shorts, a raglan top, sneakers. He was skinny, wearing basketball shorts and a punk band t-shirt. They looked younger than me by a couple of years.I worried, for a moment. The girl, on her own, wouldn’t have bothered me. Nor, for that matter, would the guy; I’m as turned on by guys seeing me as I am by girls. But the two together approaching me gave me concern. Maybe he would be mad I was exposing myself to his girlfriend and get aggressive. Maybe she was upset at seeing me and wanted him to teach me a lesson. I reckoned I could take the guy in a fight, he didn’t look like much; but I’m not that type of guy and I’d rather avoid those sort of situations if I can.But they didn’t seem mad at me; both seemed quite friendly in their manner and speech. And in the end, an audience is an audience, and I certainly wasn’t going to complain at having one. The girl, for her part, seemed unafraid, and sat down on the opposite side of the bench to me. Her boyfriend stayed standing; but in a non-threatening way.“Why are you naked?” the girl asked. “Where are your clothes?”“Back at my house,” I said, answering the second question first.“You walked here naked?” the guy said, disbelieving.“Yup,” I answered proudly.“Why would you do that?” asked his girlfriend. “Why aren’t you wearing clothes?”I thought for a moment. Why not be honest? They seemed quite keen to know, and I was happy to tell them.“Well,” I said, “I’m leaving town today. I lived here, like, most of my life, and I always wanted to do something like this.”The guy grinned. “Well, it is pretty boring round here!”I laughed. “True! But this is a bit more than just livening things up.”“What do you mean?” the girl asked.“Well,” I carried on, “to be honest, being naked, out in public like this, it really feels good to me. In fact, it makes me feel pretty turned on.”She laughed. “Yeah, I can see that!” I looked down and my cock was semi-hard, verging on hard again; I’d not even noticed, I’d been absorbed in our brief conversation.“Aw, sorry,” I grinned.“Don’t be,” she said.“Well, sorry to your boyfriend, at least.”“Aw, he’s not bothered,” she laughed. I looked at him.“You’re not?” I asked“Nah dude,” he said off-handedly. “Rock out with your cock out. It’s all cool. If I had your bod, I wouldn’t be shy either.”I laughed. “Are you guys for real?”The girl nodded. “Uh-huh. We saw you across the square and just had to come talk to you. Josh wouldn’t stop staring at your weiner.”I looked at the boyfriend; evidently Josh; who flushed a little. But there was no denying she was probably right; the sort of gym shorts he was wearing are lousy at hiding if you have an erection, and Josh was definitely starting to pitch a tent there.There was a moment of silence between the three of us then. In my stomach, butterflies stirred. I think I had some fans here, maybe someone with the start of a crush even. Maybe two crushes. Well, I wasn’t going to disappoint them.I adjusted my position slightly to give a better view, then took my now rock-hard cock in my hand. I began to stroke it, slowly, as we talked to each other. The girl turned, resting her elbows on her knees, looking straight at me, taking it all in. Josh just looked down and grinned.“Dude, for real?” he said. “You gonna jerk off here?”I paused. “I can stop, if you like.”“No,” the girl said. “I wanna see.”I looked again at Josh, seeking permission. “Okay by me,” he grinned.I resumed my slow, relaxed stroking, fingers and thumb wrapped good around my shaft. I was already building up to climax, I knew this wouldn’t be a long wank, but I wanted to make the most of it.“How old are you guys?” I asked.“Eighteen,” the girl replied.“That’s a relief,” I laughed. “At least I’m not whacking it in front of a minor.”She giggled. “You don’t have to do it here.”“True,” I acknowledged, “but I’m gonna, all the same.”Both of them smiled.I was stroking harder now, more swiftly. I felt the pleasure throbbing in my shaft, the knot in the base of my cock that would soon release. I had no reason to hold back any more and my rhythmic strokes increased. I sensed their eyes on me; hers especially were entirely on my cock, staring intently at it. That was enough to send me over the crest. I grunted, teeth gritted, as the knot burst and my cock spasmed with an orgasm that spread over me, radiating through me. Thick, warm, white spunk spurted rhythmically from the end of my hard cock, landing on the asphalt of the path and, as the flow ended, dripping onto the wood of the bench on which I sat. I continued to masturbate, lessening my stroke, until my orgasm subsided and my cock pulsed no more.I felt dizzy for a moment, dazed with coming down from my arousal. I tipped back my head and breathed deeply, hand still squeezing my cock, wringing out the last drops of sperm.“Wow,” the girl said, “you really enjoyed that, huh?”I just smiled, and nodded. Hard to play it cool when you’ve just come in front of a stranger; harder still when that stranger is a pretty girl & accompanied by her boyfriend.“Did you?” I asked, after a moment.“I guess,” she said. “You have a nice; penis.” She blushed. “Sorry babe,” she said to Josh. He just laughed.“It’s true,” he shrugged, “he’s got a nice cock.”“Nicer than his?” I asked jokingly. The girl just squealed, blushing again and burying her face in her hands.“We haven’t; er;” Josh said, by way of explanation.“Oh!” I said, with a laugh. “Say,” I asked, indicating my softening, dripping cock “I don’t suppose you have a Kleenex on you?”The girl stood up, rummaging in her pocket, and pulled out a napkin. Instead of handing it to me, though, she reached out and, taking my cock in one hand, wiped it off with the napkin in the other. Her touch on my member was warm and slight, and another spasm of pleasure shot through me. She blushed again and withdrew her hand quickly.“Sorry,” she said.“Don't apologise to me,” I replied, “apologise to your boyfriend!” In truth, I was getting a little worried. Josh seemed good-natured, and maybe he had a thing for guys as much as girls. But I felt like I was starting to step on his turf, and I was concerned that the longer we stayed together the more his girlfriend was going to get curious about touching, and much as I like to think I’m not the sort of guy to cuckold a dude, in my current state I wasn’t so sure I’d stop her.So I took the napkin from my hand, blotted the last of the spunk from my now flaccid cock and stood up.The girl leaned behind me, ogling me. “Oh my God I see what you mean,” she exclaimed to Josh. “He really does have a cute ass!” She turned to me. “Why didn’t you let me see that before?”I shrugged, “sorry,” I said. “You’re welcome to watch all you like while I walk out of here.”“Yeah,” Josh said, “you probably shouldn’t hang around naked here all night. Cops come by often.” Much as I thought he was probably offering genuine advice, I sensed as well that he kinda wanted some private time with his girlfriend.“Thanks for the warning,” I replied. "And for being a good audience.“She grinned. "Thanks for the show,” she said. She slid an arm around her boyfriend’s waist, and the two of them laughed as they walked off. Just as they went out of sight, I saw her slip her hand into the waistband of his still-tenting shorts.I laughed to myself. Whatever it was that those two had never done, they were probably going to do tonight!I regained my own composure, and set off myself.I had expected to feel vulnerable about my nudity now I had come. Often in the past when I had done something exhibitionist and ended up masturbating, I would lose some of that compulsion to be naked and end up finding my way quickly back to clothing or coverage. But despite my orgasm I still felt excited and aroused to be naked in public. I knew I needed to head back to the family home but I was in no hurry, I thought I would probably have a little fun along the way.RefuelingI left the plaza and went back across the town square. Again, a few drivers saw me, but Josh and his girlfriend had long gone. It was starting to get dark now, and I was a little more invisible in my nudity. I was still seen though, more people in cars than people on the street, but I still got that thrill, knowing they could see my whole body, see my nakedness, and it was a surprise and maybe a treat for them.I started to head back out of town. The stores were closed now, except one along the end of a row, a convenience store. I’d been walking and jogging for over an hour now and I had quite a thirst. I’d not had anywhere to keep money, what with being completely naked, but I had a $5 bill stuffed in one of my shoes.I walked into the convenience store. There were no customers inside, just a guy behind the counter. He raised an eyebrow when I walked in.“Warm out?” he asked.“Yeah,” I smiled, “seemed like a nice evening but I didn’t have a thing to wear.”He laughed as I grabbed a soda from the refrigerator and pulled the bill from my shoe. “I was wondering where you were keeping your money.”“Hey,” I joked, “it was here, or; ” I left it hanging.He laughed again as he rang up my purchase. "So you on a bet or something?“"Something like that, yeah.”“Well alright,” he said. “Don’t get yourself into trouble.”“I won’t,” I said, popping the soda as I left the store.It was amazing how people who had no reason to expect a guy walking around naked were pretty relaxed about the reality of it, I thought as I continued on my walk. The couple in the plaza, the guy in the store; they had reacted, sure; I liked having my nudity noticed, I wouldn’t be an exhibitionist if I didn’t enjoy that. But I’d expected running, shouting, “think of the children” reactions, and a quick call to the cops. But people seemed to be taking my nakedness in the spirit I intended it to. It was my parting gift to the town, really; their last sight of me would be nude in public, and if nothing else, at least it would be memorable!To be continued in part 2.By Requiax, for Literotica

In this episode,  David Jaramillo, Co-founder and CTO at Verne, explains how Verne's technology innovation enables cost-effective clean hydrogen storage and refueling to decarbonize heavy-duty transport. Verne's unique storage technology cry-compression enables a higher energy density than liquefied or pressurized (up to 700 bar) hydrogen at at least half the cost. 

What do you refuel your bodies with after a workout? Maybe water or Gatorade? Well students at the Kiel High School refuel with chocolate milk. Emmy Newberg, the Kiel Agriculture Teacher and FFA advisor has partnered with local dairy farms to supply every student involved with after school extra circulars chocolate milk through their Chocolate Milk Initiative program. She says this project took about a year to make possible.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Orbital operations company Astroscale has revealed new details about its approach to refueling satellites in space, as part of a $25.5 million project exploring the concept with the Space Force. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

In this episode, Daniel Faber, CEO of Orbit Fab, a US-based company that is pioneering in-space refueling infrastructure, shares his journey from Tasmania to becoming a leader in the space economy's refueling efforts. Additionally, we delve into:Orbit Fab's mission and servicesThe need for refueling capabilitiesThe economics of fuel depotsViability of asteroid miningAnd much more…• Chapters •00:00 - Intro00:35 - Gas stations in space01:44 - Daniel's background05:49 - Origins of Orbit Fab10:46 - Initial customer base11:48 - The demo mission13:05 - How does Orbit Fab make money today?14:26 - Working with launch providers15:25 - Structuring contracts20:25 - Do small satellites need refueling?23:02 - Contracting with the DoD24:11 - Partnership with Astroscale26:27 - Findings from the demo mission27:54 - RAFTI standardization29:10 - The inflection point for refueling34:30 - The competition35:57 - Fundraising environment39:07 - Milestones investors should watch for39:58 - Viability of asteroid mining44:53 - What Daniel would be building if he wasn't building Orbit Fab46:06 - Companies that excite Daniel• Show notes •Orbit Fab's website — https://www.orbitfab.com/Orbit Fab's socials — https://twitter.com/OrbitFabDaniel's socials — https://twitter.com/_DanielFaber_Mo's socials — https://twitter.com/itsmoislamPayload's socials — https://twitter.com/payloadspace / https://www.linkedin.com/company/payloadspacePathfinder archive — Watch: https://www.youtube.com/@payloadspace Pathfinder archive — Listen: https://pod.payloadspace.com/episodes • About us •Pathfinder is brought to you by Payload, a modern space media brand built from the ground up for a new age of space exploration and commercialization. We deliver need-to-know news and insights daily to 15,000+ commercial, civil, and military space leaders. Payload is read by decision-makers at every leading new space company, along with c-suite leaders at all of the aerospace & defense primes. We're also read on Capitol Hill, in the Pentagon, and at space agencies around the world. Payload began as a weekly email sent to a few friends and coworkers.Today, we're a team distributed across four time zones and two continents, publishing three media properties across multiple platforms: 1) Payload, our flagship daily newsletter, sends M-F @ 9am Eastern (https://newsletter.payloadspace.com/) 2) Pathfinder publishes weekly on Tuesday mornings (pod.payloadspace.com) 3) Polaris, our weekly policy publication, hits inboxes Tuesday (https://polaris.payloadspace.com/) 4) Parallax, our weekly space science briefing, hits inboxes Thursday (https://parallax.payloadspace.com/)

In this engaging episode of the Ones Ready Podcast, we're joined by SMSgt Palmer, a skilled KC-135 boom operator from Fairchild, who sheds light on the intricate world of aerial refueling. SMSgt Palmer delves into the various facets of the boom operator community, including the introduction of the KC-46 and its impact on the team. She expresses her passion for the KC-135, an aircraft with a significant legacy in the Air Force, and discusses its continued relevance in future missions. The episode explores the challenges and advancements encountered by boom operators, especially with new technologies being integrated into the KC-135. SMSgt Palmer highlights the innovative spirit and resilience of young airmen adapting to these changes, emphasizing the crucial balance between embracing innovation and maintaining core operational responsibilities. This conversation offers a unique perspective on the technical, leadership, and adaptive aspects of being a boom operator in the Air Force. It's an insightful look into a vital role that is both challenging and rewarding. Whether you have a keen interest in air operations or seek inspiration from experienced military leaders, SMSgt Palmer's insights and experiences are sure to captivate and enlighten. Tune in to this episode of the Ones Ready Podcast for an in-depth discussion on the life and work of a boom operator.Collabs:Ones Ready - OnesReady.com 18A Fitness - Promo Code: 1ReadyAlpha Brew Coffee Company - Promo Code: ONESREADYATACLete - Follow the URL (no promo code): ATACLeteCardoMax - Promo Code: ONESREADYDread River - Promo Code: ONESREADY Eberlestock - Promo Code: OR10Hoist - Promo Code: ONESREADYTrench Coffee Company - Promo Code: ONESREADYThe content provided is for informational purposes only and does not constitute legal advice. The host, guests, and affiliated entities do not guarantee the accuracy or completeness of the information provided. The use of this podcast does not create an attorney-client relationship, and the podcast is not liable for any damages resulting from its use. Any mention of products or individuals does not consti...

More than half the buses coming off the Blue Bird line run on either propane or CNG. Learn how buses are fueled and the environmental benefits of propane. Commissioner Ted Terry talks about DeKalb County's sustainability efforts.

Bro Chat with "Vader" and "Bender." Join our free weekly newsletter for insights into aviation, defense, and geo-politics - https://bit.ly/AfterburnNewsletter

MotorTrend's Ed Loh & Jonny Lieberman chat with Nikola's Chief Engineer & Head of Vehicle Platforms - Christian Appel! The guys explore Nikola's ground-breaking Hydrogen Fuel Cell Electric Semi Truck! 2:00 - Getting a look at Nikola's Hydrogen Fuel Cell Electric Semi Truck! 3:43 - So, what is a Hydrogen Fuel Cell? 8:42 - Drivetrain architecture. 12:46 - 70 Kilograms of Hydrogen. MPK (Miles Per Kilogram). 15:09 - What's the range? 15:44 - How does Hydrogen power the truck? 17:49 - EV Mode. 19:27 - "Backpack style" hydrogen tank design. 23:01 - European perspective on the truck. 26:27 - Thoughts on Tesla Semi & Decarbonizing the trucking industry. 27:52 - New designs & new innovations. 31:21 - Refueling? 37:33 - Working on infrastructure with Volterra. 39:02 - Decarbonizing - Who's making the hydrogen? 43:22 - Feedback from drivers. 46:15 - Cab environment & suspension. 49:07 - Feedback from fleet owners. 52:39 - Comparing fuel prices. 54:39 - Full battery electric version. 57:29 - Solid State Batteries. 01:00:28 - Cooling system. 01:03:38 - Road to autonomy. 01:07:02 - Product line & Origin Story. 01:10:26 - Where are they built? 01:15:01 - Nikola's customers. 01:17:45 - Christian's background. 01:23:00 - Chinese market. 01:25:05 - "This is really a unique time in history." 01:28:03 - The Software Defined Revolution. 01:34:55 - Christian's personal fleet.

Post-race recovery starts AS SOON AS YOU CROSS THE FINISH LINE! What do you need to do to set yourself up for post-race recovery success? This episode is sponsored by Previnex! Try the probiotic that Coach Elisabeth takes daily for her own gut health, and save 15% using code RUNEXP on your first order from ⁠Previnex.com⁠! -The very first things to focus on after crossing the finish line -Refueling and hydrating in the hours after your race -Muscle glycogen depletion and resynthesis -WHY racing is so stressful on your body -How much time do you really need to take off after a race? -Why does it feel like I've lost SO much fitness?? -And more! Coach Elisabeth is the founder and head coach at Running Explained. She is a multi-certified run coach, has been featured in the New York Times, and works with runners around the globe to help them understand the science behind endurance running in order to become the best runners they can be!

Episode: 2948 Pit Stop Optimization.  Today, a sight to behold.

Episode Guide: 0:00 Boot Girl updates/Thotumn check in 6:00 We are Community Builders!  10:00 Taylor Swift inspiring us all, how she made Travis Kelce famous, dating outside of your type, Eras concert movie 18:40 The Thotumn Witch Trials 20:00 Justin Timberlake 23:15 Jada Pinkett Smith 27:30 Joe Jonas (Jonas Brothers Concert Review) 30:30 Austen Kroll/Taylor Southern Charm 35:00 Khloe Kardashian 39:00 Usher selected as Halftime Super Bowl Performer (featuring Black Eyed Peas) 43:15 Dancing with the Stars 45:25 Destiny's Challenge (THE MOST IMPORTANT SEGMENT)  Back-handed compliments FOFA! (fear of feeling awkward) Break ups Working and networking as a bit Refueling/ protecting your social battery Being your own star player

“Thinking Inside the Box” brings you interviews with the United States Army's experts in combined arms maneuver, the Observer Coach Trainers (OC/Ts) of Operations Group, at the National Training Center (NTC), Fort Irwin, California. In this episode, the Aviation Observer, Coach / Trainers discuss an impact of replicating envisioned distances of the next fight with current Forward Arming and Refueling Point doctrine. Of note, the Eagle Team has observed several Tactics, Techniques, and Procedures that Rotational Training Units are employing at the National Training Center to increase survivability. Different units have executed Forward Arming and Refueling Areas, a concept that goes beyond doctrine. Maj. Jake Rykken, CW3 Ed Smith, and Sgt. First Class Anthony Nice provide observations, considerations, and a discussion on risk to compare employing a Forward Arming and Refueling Point or a Forward Arming and Refueling Area. Recommended Resources: APD: ATP 3-04.17, Techniques for Forward Arming and Refueling Points (incl C1), 06/4/2018: https://armypubs.army.mil/epubs/DR_pubs/DR_a/ARN32371-ATP_3-04.17-001-WEB-3.pdf Eagle Eye Newsletter article on the FARA: August 2023; Vol 1, No 10 https://armyeitaas.sharepoint-mil.us/teams/EagleEyeNewsletter/Lists/The%20Eagle%20Eye%20Content%20Index/DispForm.aspx?ID=10&e=RNbnzC To stay updated with the latest video from Operations Group, NTC Observer, Coach / Trainers, be sure to like, subscribe, and review us wherever you listen or watch. Stay tuned for more episode in the future. Thinking Inside the Box Podcast at Thinking Inside the Box on Apple Podcasts Thinking Inside the Box | Podcast on Spotify Thinking Inside the Box | Podcasts on Audible | Audible.com Operations Group milsuite page https://www.milsuite.mil/book/groups/ntc-operations-group (CAC Required) We encourage you to watch our TAC Talk series on YouTube at https://www.youtube.com/@tactalks-operationsgroupntc. Follow us on Facebook to see more from Operations Group, NTC https://www.facebook.com/operationsgroupntc “Thinking Inside the Box and TAC Talks” are a product of the Operations Group, National Training Center. Episode hosted by Maj. Jake Rykken and edited by Annette Pritt

Welcome to Episode 118 of the Ask Yourself Why Not podcast with your energetic hosts, Shaye and Jayla. Ever wondered why some days leave you feeling completely drained while others fill you up? It's not always about doing less – sometimes, it's about doing more. More of what, you ask? More of what genuinely brings joy to your heart and zest to your spirit. Dive deep with us into the realms of self-discovery as we share insights on how doing things that make you happy can remarkably elevate your energy levels. Whether you're searching for your life's purpose or just seeking a brighter day, we've got tips and stories that might just shine a light on your path. Tune in and find out how to connect with your joy and never let your energy run on empty again. Tune in, vibe up, and remember to always ask yourself - why not

Today we are talking about Tip 3 of the 3 tips on how to help you resolve any issue around lack of motivation, which is: When You Can't Get Out of a Slump. People who are giddy 24/7 are a rare breed, and for most of us, we have days when we don't feel like doing what we're supposed to do, no matter how much we try to convince ourselves to tackle it.  We try to get into the groove, but can't seem to rally the motivation.  The more you try, the more frustrated you become, and that depletes any last spark of motivation you had.   There will always be things that need to be done - even if you don't feel like doing them.  When you can approach getting things done with the right perspective and motivation, they will be much easier to handle, and you'll get them done much faster. As Peter Vidmar says, “To be an Olympic Champion you only need to work out two times.  When you feel like it, and when you don't feel like it.” Action Step #3:If your day is stuck in a slump, the best thing to do for you and your business is to step away from it.  Do what makes you happy so you can come back to getting things done with a clear focus and content heart.  Go do something that feeds your soul and refuels your motivation.  It can be anything you enjoy.  Refueling your motivation is essential to your health and happiness, so when you're feeling empty, stop everything and do something for you.   In addition, stay focused on the results!  How does your choice to complete or procrastinate help or hurt your ability to achieve your goals?  Asking this question will help bring clarity and reconnect you with your desire for achieving your goals, motivating you out of your slump. Subscribe to my high-value proven business success tips and resources Blog (https://www.accountabilitycoach.com/blog/)  Take advantage of all the complimentary business tips and tools by joining the Free Silver Membership on https://www.accountabilitycoach.com/coaching-store/inner-circle-store/.  Want more from The Accountability Coach™, subscribe to more high-value content by looking for me on https://www.accountabilitycoach.com/my-podcast/ and on most podcast platforms and in most English-speaking countries, or by going to https://itunes.apple.com/podcast/accountabilitycoach.com/id290547573.  Go to https://www.accountabilitycoach.com to check out for yourself how I, as your Accountability Coach™, can help you get and stay focused on you highest payoff activities that put you in the highest probability position to achieve your professional and personal goals, so you can enjoy the kind of business and life you truly want and deserve.  I'm the author of many books, including, Excuses Don't Count; Results Rule, Live Life with No Regrets, No Excuses, The Guide to Stopping Procrastination, and the Work Life Balance Emergency Kit, The Roadmap To Success with Stephen Covey and Ken Blanchard, and more.   Check out my proven business accelerator resources by going to https://www.accountabilitycoach.com/coaching-store/.  Aim for what you want each and every day!  Anne BachrachThe Accountability Coach™

Here's to our 10 year anniversary!

We're back from a vacation (from our wintery state AND from our kids) and we're reminded how time away helps us be better parents. Thanks for listening to The Funny Thing About Parenting podcast! Leave a review and rating if you have a minute. THANK YOU!* * * * *TJ on Instagram: @tj_therrienThe Funny Thing About Parenting is a podcast lighthearted take on parenting aimed to help you embrace your kids' incredible personalities. This podcast is for parents, not-yet parents, already-were parents, and even for the whole family.