The first one is a bit embarrassing, but you know what? It is probably going to happen to all of us on a run someday (if it hasn't already) so save your judgement, people!
I peed my pants on my run.
Yes, I am serious.
Let me tell you the story. Yesterday, I was on a BEAUTIFUL 12 mile run (which I will re-cap tomorrow) and all my normal bathroom spots were overgrown with lots and lots of grass and weeds. There was no way I was going to walk through knee high grass for fear of snakes.
Instead of going at my one of my normal spots, I waited until I was on an even more secluded road. I didn't go behind a tree because everything was overgrown, but the road got almost zero traffic, so I thought I was safe. I should also mention I can pee without pulling my shorts down- just squat, move the crotch of the shorts to the side, and I'm good to go!
So while I was peeing, I kept looking both ways to make sure a car wasn't coming. Well, a car was coming! I stopped peeing and immediately stood up and started running again so whoever was in the car wouldn't know what I had been doing. Except I couldn't stop peeing. I tried to stop but I just kept peeing!!!
It was only weird for a minute. I was already soaking wet from sweat because it was so hot out. You can't get wetter than wet so it was fine.
Save your judgement. It will happen to you someday and you will remember my story and not feel so alone.
That was the first running "first" for me. The second running first happened less than 5 minutes later. I had turned onto a more busy road in my freshly peed pants and a car pulled over on the side of the road. I could tell as I approached, the person in the car was going to ask me for directions because he rolled down the window.
I wasn't scared to stop and talk to himm- there were lots of houses around and some fishermen right behind me at a creek. I just didn't want to stop. I was trying to increase my pace as my run went on and stopping was going to mess up my mo jo!
"Excuse me!" the person in the car shouted.
I just ran right on by without even making eye contact. I had on sunglasses and my headphones, but I was still so obviously ignoring the person in the car. But I had goals!
That was my second "first" of my running career- blatantly ignoring someone asking for directions. I may have been a bitch but I averaged and 8:14 pace for my 12 mile run so guess what- I DON'T REALLY CARE!
Do you like giving directions on a run?