that was an awsome story man... here goes mine
i was in the middle of a 24 hour bike race, since it was my first one i rode with my mom for the whole 4 laps that i did, amazing... yes. anyway, halfway thru the second lap it started to pour, almost as bad as that kid's shit in the hospital, i mean the sky just opend relentlessly.
anywho, partway up the longest climb in the 8 mile course i got this really bad cramping feeling. my mom suggested it was dehydration, but when you feel like hell's gates are gonna open and an endless river of poo is gonna bust out of your anus, you know it. so miles away from the nearest salvation (porta potty) i had no choice but to unleash it right there on the course. while my mom is watching my bike, i go out in the woods and find a comfortable spot near a fallen down tree no more than 10 feet off the race course and pulled down my bike shorts then waited for the inedible to happen... fuck... nothing, the adominal pains still hurting like a bitch and nothing is coming out. this only adds to the embarrassment of fellow racers going by asking if i needed help at the sight of my riderless bike on the side of the trail. just as i told off the 9th rider that i was set, a very close snap of thunder and lightning ripped thru the woods literally scaring the shit out of me. now all i had to do was clean up, but all there was was what mother nature had to provide, leaves, small ass leaves. 14 hours and 40 something leaves later, i was on the way back home after the 'shittiest' bike race ever.
'The only way you can ruin the present is by worrying about the future'