txRUNNERgirl wrote:
Would you say the same thing if it was a homeless person? If you live in a city, there are plenty of actual toilets you can find. I could maybe see doing this if she was in the middle of nowhere, but not next to someone's house, especially several times.
10 pm in a suburb, nothing nearby and if there was something nearby it would be closed. Stomach rumbling and you have to go. You have two choices...in your shorts, in their yard.
This is great:
Rae got it goin' on pal wrote:
miss me when I'm gone wrote:You people are uncouth, vile, animals.
In the voice of the old man from Jurassic Park: "Welcome . . . to Letsrun.com!"
I totally just heard his voice in my head while reading that. And the theme music fading in. Come to think of it, there was a whole scene involving poop in that movie.
I haven't but I blasted on the side of a tree in a medium traffic trail. I used the moss on the ground to wipe.
This totally made my day, thanks for the laugh!
This my Kenya shitting story. I was travelling in Africa that time hopping from Kampala to Nairobi, Being young and stupid those days, I decided to hop from City to City (actually, small town to small town)instead of flying. I must have eaten something bad some where, that day, I ate some chicken and bananas, some meat stew, I was asking for trouble.
I spend my night in a town called Bungoma in Western Kenya, nice quiet place, my belly has some discomfort at night, but, I drank some local beer and forgot all about it. The next day with a hungover I hop on a local bus (without AC) to Nairobi,
In the Kenyan rift valley just past a town called Naivasha, I was hot and to add to the discomfort, I got the 'I have to go and poop right now or I will die feeling, Now there were a lot of cactii by the roadside and the driver said there might be some dangerous wildlife especially Buffalos, baboons and some zebra, but, I had to go in the bush or go in the bus. I Jumped out of the bus and pulled my pants down and there I was shitting on Africa at 3 pm.
I know westerners have been shitting of Africa (metaphorically), but, there, next to a bus, on the side of the road, I was shitting on Africa. I have never felt so good and relieved. Did not care about the wildlife, I just had to poop.
um...ever heard of Jordan Hasay??
Never on someone's property, been lucky with that I guess. I have in the wild though, behind trees.
Bigtool05 wrote:
I pooped in my friend's neighbor's yard once when I was 9
Adam...is that you?
never, you can always find a portapotty at a construction site (they're always destroying open fields to build new neighborhoods) or school, or make it to a nearby local business. I have pooped on trails before though.
Ashley Erba is a model citizen. Don't be a weenie, poop in your bikini. Don't go to court, poop in your shorts.
About 15 minutes before gun time during my warm up run, I had to take an unexpected shit. Normally I'd take care of this about 45 min to an hour prior but nature called when it called. The only problem was I couldn't find a bathroom. Anywhere. The church building - CLOSED. The nearby gas station - VACANT. Look up and down the street - Residential homes only. It's 8:15AM in the smack dab middle of suburbia and I can't find an open public bathroom.
After panicking and feeling like I was going to explode I
ended up back at the church. I look around the parking lot, located a dumpster and positioned myself behind it so no one could see what I was doing. I pooped on the cement and wiped with a branch and some leaves. Great success! High five!
But I look down at the watch and it's 8:27AM. Gun goes off in three minutes. But then I look around... I'm lost!? Where the F--- is the starting line? Jog one way, don't see it. Jog back the other way, don't see it. Finally I locate it. All I remember after that is that the gun went off just before I got to the starting line. Next memory 10:06-10:07-10:08. I look over, future sub-4 minute miler right next to me. We're going stride for stride.
I slowed down considerably the last mile but managed to dip under 16 for the first time in my life. 15:57 baby. Second place.
One time growing up, we had relatives staying at our house. I got back from a run in dire need of the toilet, but both bathrooms were in use (people showering). Went back outside without telling anyone because I had no choice - when you think you're about to reach a toilet, your body starts releasing.
That was at night. Next morning, my dad comes in and tells me our dog rolled in a BIG pile of animal poop. I ask him where. Side yard. Feign interest in speculating about what kind of animal it was. Didn't make it out in time to clean up my secret I guess. Dad ended up washing my crap off the dog.
That's how I became the man of our house
One time I was on the Leif Erickson trail in Portland, this was actually last May during my shakeout the day before I ran my 1500 PR. So I'm in the woods, running, I run 4 miles out, and about 1.5 back get the feeling. My coach calls it "the fear." So I run on off on a side trail, duck behind a tree among the ferns and let loose. Felt amazing. Almost lost my balance and fell in it, which would have been horrible. Anyways, wiped using the ferns, which are actually quite soft just in case you were wondering, but there was a definite poop aroma wafting off of me. Every time I passed someone the remainder of the run, or in the car on the way home, or when I got home, I was scared sh!tless that someone would smell and ask. But they never did ;)
There is a cheap hotel in Bungoma called wings and bananas.
So, what bus did you board? Akamba bus.
Explainer to the Morons wrote:
This my Kenya shi....t...t...ing story. I was travelling in Africa that time hopping from Kampala to Nairobi, Being young and stupid those days, I decided to hop from City to City (actually, small town to small town)instead of flying. I must have eaten something bad some where, that day, I ate some chicken and bananas, some meat stew, I was asking for trouble.
I spend my night in a town called Bungoma in Western Kenya, nice quiet place, my belly has some discomfort at night, but, I drank some local beer and forgot all about it. The next day with a hungover I hop on a local bus (without AC) to Nairobi,
In the Kenyan rift valley just past a town called Naivasha, I was hot and to add to the discomfort, I got the 'I have to go ...
There is a cheap hotel in Bungoma called Wings and Bananas.
So, what bus did you board? Akamba Bus?
my chits usually take about 45 seconds, from sitting on the toilet to wiping my a.s and pulling my pants up (i don't wash my a.s).
If you run enough there will be a time that you have to poop on somebodies property. It happens at least once a year for me.
I pooped on a fancy tennis court once. It was on a college campus where someone donated a bunch of money to have it built and named after them. I was on a run and had to go really bad one night. It was my only option.