I will preface this post with a Poo warning. If you do not like poo discussions it would be best to move along, there is nothing to see here.
This afternoon I moved onto my 2nd week of the C25K Running Program. Week 2 consists of a 5 minute warm up walk then 6 x 90 second runs with 2 minute walks in between and finishing up with a 5 minute walk to cool down.
I started off well and managed the first 90 seconds better than I thought. Unfortunately as I was doing the 2 minute walk I had a pain in my stomach. That all too familiar uncomfortable feeling that you don’t really want to get whilst out running. I pushed on for another 2 runs and decided that if I didn’t do something I was going to “do” something!
Across the road from the school I run at, there is a park with a public facility. Gross I know, however the alternative was grosser. I grabbed the dog and hoisted his rather large arse over the fence then mine followed and we ran to the “facility”.
Let me set the scene – a metal toilet bowl, no seat, thankfully loads of paper, no lock on door and a dog. Fortunately or unfortunately I have no choice but to use it. In the past when I have had to use such “facilities” I don’t put anything on the floor and I hate touching anything. This is the first time I’ve taken the dog with me. I’m trying to not touch things, however I have had to put his lead on the floor and I start stressing out about that. Meanwhile he decides to lie on the floor, stretched out as far as he can and then he gets up and drags his lead all over the rest of the floor and lies down again. Disgusting. All the while I’m watching the door, which is so far away that I can’t put my foot on it, whilst squatting and not touching anything, to stop someone opening it. Thankfully no one did. I had to pick up the dog lead which I washed under the cold tap with no soap – euwww.
You can all safely assume the dog has not had any cuddles tonight and his lead is soaking in Pine O Clean. He is booked in for a bath tomorrow.
I resumed running and finished off my run feeling rather good. As I was walking back home I remembered why I have never liked running much. It is because of the whole toilet thing, whenever I run I need to go to the toilet – it’s better than Metamucil. I can’t run early in the morning because if I haven’t done my morning routine, I get caught out. If I run after a meal same deal. Today I ran at 4.45 pm – far enough away from any meal to matter, my morning routine had been completed and yet still it happened.
I know this isn’t a great subject, but does this happen to everyone? I’ve always thought there is something wrong with me because of this, but on my last post Lucy and Shelley did mention this can be an issue for them too. It made me feel somewhat better, which is why I thought I’d blog about it tonite.
So, what I’d really like to know is how do you deal with the problem and does it ever go away or do I always need to make sure I run near a “facility”?