Wednesday, June 4, 2014

Almost Crapped my Shorts

Yes, you read the title right. Don't worry it was for a personal best. The tummy rumbles started about mile 3 of my 6.2 mile run. I immediately started making a mental map of where the bathrooms were on this route. Not much is open at 5am though besides a few gas stations and the hospital's emergency room. I was running really well and had a feeling that I was on track for a personal best and I did not want to stop. So I continued on and each time I passed a possible bathroom the tummy would rumble more. So I would increase my pace, which would make my possible personal best better and less willing to stop for a bathroom. I was stuck in this painful, sweaty catch-22 that I created for myself and I wasn't willing to give in. I reached the end of my 6.2 mile run with a personal best time but I did not have any time to celebrate. 

So was it worth it? I think it was this time because I finished with clean shorts and an awesome time. If it ended any other way than I probably would have a different answer.

Any one want to share their "close call"?


  1. Very glad to read that you did not end up with a messy situation! It can be rough... I have had to carefully consider what my late-night snacks will be if there is to be a morning speed workout. Would be a shame to have to change your blog name to Captain Poopedmypants.

  2. Great job on the speed work! I think every runner has a story like this where they've had the 'to stop or not' debate. Glad to hear it all ended well and clean in this case and that you had a kick ass tempo. I love Raina's comment above!

    1. Yep, I am glad that I was able to keep a happy ending with this post. :)

  3. Haha, oh no, poor you! Glad it was an 'almost' and it didn't eventuate then. New tactic for keeping speed/pace up? :)

    I really REALLY needed to pee during my race on Saturday - it was getting ridiculous, and was making me go faster than had planned as I scoured the course looking for a suitable tree. Haha, eventually had to succumb and stopped behind a wall. Classy. :)