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 ****ting. 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 ###### 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.