When this first happened to me I thought I was doing something wrong, eating the wrong kind of food, too much too little but no matter what I ate or when I ate it relative to when I went running it kept happening. It was no big deal since I was always only a killometre or less from home. It was easy to cut my run short and dash inside to the toilet.
The last time it happened I was running the seawall. At first I thought I could just ignore it, try and will the feeling away. But NO. I was forced to turn around, climb some steps onto the road and contemplate hiding behind a tree. I tried to force my mind to think of other things but it was just too hard. I kept running, hoping to see one of those familiar male female icons on a building. I really did not want to crouch half naked behind a tree.
Eventually I did find a bathroom and managed, in my relief, to leave my sunglasses on the back of the toilet. bummer.
Later, while reading a newsletter from Map My Run I found out that diahoreea is normal in novice runners.
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