When I was a kid, one of my friends was challenged by his other pals to run naked in the street for a new Metallica album. He didn’t think twice before stripping the last item of clothing from himself, running full length of the street in either direction, and grabbing the album before putting his clothes back on.
When he was asked something to the effect of whether he was ashamed to do this, he responded by asking
Why should I be ashamed of my own body?
I thought back then that that was a pretty good question. This one little question motivated me to begin practicing nudism.