Waaaaaaait. So I not only have to worry about my toenails falling off, but now I have to worry about crapping myself without knowing it? WTF?! What the hell kind of sport have I gotten myself into?
Waaaaaaait. So I not only have to worry about my toenails falling off, but now I have to worry about crapping myself without knowing it? WTF?! What the hell kind of sport have I gotten myself into?
Oh, you'll know it. You just may not be able to control it.
My last 5 miles of my half marathon were just like this. Tried to run, felt uncontrollable urge to poop. I was fine walking. I almost - almost - asked spectators if I could use their bathroom as the course only had one porta-potty.
Waaaaaaait. So I not only have to worry about my toenails falling off, but now I have to worry about crapping myself without knowing it? WTF?! What the hell kind of sport have I gotten myself into?
Waaaaaaait. So I not only have to worry about my toenails falling off, but now I have to worry about crapping myself without knowing it? WTF?! What the hell kind of sport have I gotten myself into?
Waaaaaaait. So I not only have to worry about my toenails falling off, but now I have to worry about crapping myself without knowing it? WTF?! What the hell kind of sport have I gotten myself into?
I've niether shat myself nor have I lost a toenail in the 15+ years I've been running.
I've had some close calls on the former but you can usually walk if it gets REALLY bad until you find a desirable location to poo.
Ditto ebeth on the former...I've come way too close for comfort to pooping myself, but have been able to at least walk until I found a porta potty/gas station/some other bathroom.
I have, however, lost more toenails than I care to admit. Or more like the same toenail over and over again.
I have, however, lost more toenails than I care to admit. Or more like the same toenail over and over again.
This is not helping my phobia.
My toenail stopped falling off and just started growing a new one underneath. I now have at least 3 layers of toenail on one toe. I wish it would fall off.
Waaaaaaait. So I not only have to worry about my toenails falling off, but now I have to worry about crapping myself without knowing it? WTF?! What the hell kind of sport have I gotten myself into?