i crapped my pants at the end of a 10k road race, in front of the finish line where hundreds of people were standing. it was the worst experience of my life. it wasn't just a squirt either.....i was wearing small runners shorts, with no underwear, so the **** was running down my legs. not to mention, the smell made a few other runners gag as they ran past me.
i felt fine for most of the race, but at about 8k, i started to feel sick. i figured i could get through the last 2k, but i was wrong. as soon as i picked it up to try and kick in, i started crapping all over and i couldn't stop. i slowly came to a stop about 50 ft from the finish line and tried as hard as i could to stop shitting. i walked very slowly to the side of the road, and people scattered as i stepped under the ropes to try and make it to the port-a-johns. i never finished the race, and i didn't run for months after. that was 6 years ago, so i'm pretty much over it, but i haven't run many races since then. i still get a hard time about it, and i have recieved many comments from strangers about it, like "you must have used every bit of energy you had because you weren't even able to hold your anus closed for 30 more meters" and "hey, you crapped your pants at that race".
i never ate eggs as a pre-race breakfast again. that was messy. it wasn't fun trying to wipe the **** off my legs with a mostly used roll of 1-ply toilet paper either. i looked like i had a tan on my legs from the smeared poop after i got out of the john an headed for my car.
i wouldn't have posted this if anyone here knew my name. thank goodness for anonymous posts.