This morning I decided not to have a poop right before my running session, I was afraid that I may end up taking a crap somewhere behind a bush, but I was lucky. Insted I spent the first two-kilometre stretch alternating steps and farts. It was a bumpy workout!
Now I am comfortably sitting on my toilet, and I feel eve luckier, with such a yucky shit, it would have been a very dirty workout.
And the shit keep getting out!
the Shy Tird 