2. In Kona '93-ish, I had a little trouble at the 1st bike aid station, w/concussion, profuse bleeding, broken helmet, broken seat stay, the usual. So when I start the run, I'm behind a bunch of pro chicks. I'm catching up to one on Alii Dr. at about mile5, crowds lining the street, children cheering, lovely family atmosphere, when this chick (in mid stride) reaches back, pulls her running shorts to the side, and clips off about a 10" piece of cable. The turd comes flipping out, glance off her calf and SPLAT! hits the pavement 5' in front of me, giving me just enough time to poopy-hurdle. How many people behind me also had to poopy-hurdle? And that, I think we can all agree is NOT sterile!
There were bushes, occasional port-a-potties, etc. As with the Little Pisser From Texas, spend 10secs, save your dignity.

Yes, I'm haunted still. The meds help.

-bobo

2. In Kona '93-ish, I had a little trouble at the 1st bike aid station, w/concussion, profuse bleeding, broken helmet, broken seat stay, the usual. So when I start the run, I'm behind a bunch of pro chicks. I'm catching up to one on Alii Dr. at about mile5, crowds lining the street, children cheering, lovely family atmosphere, when this chick (in mid stride) reaches back, pulls her running shorts to the side, and clips off about a 10" piece of cable.

-bobo

Just read the thread...THE WHOLE THREAD...I'm now just that much dumber.

As a former middling (piddling?) pro, I have a couple of comments, neither too important:

1. I'm from Louisiana, I suppose piss bothers us less than our more genteel Tenn brethren, but had I witnessed the "offense", I would have commented "F#kin' Texas pissies!". Then I would have grabbed a coupla water bottles and diluted the area. This reduces the smell 100% more than internet bitching. Seriously yer Honor, HTFU.

2. In Kona '93-ish, I had a little trouble at the 1st bike aid station, w/concussion, profuse bleeding, broken helmet, broken seat stay, the usual. So when I start the run, I'm behind a bunch of pro chicks. I'm catching up to one on Alii Dr. at about mile5, crowds lining the street, children cheering, lovely family atmosphere, when this chick (in mid stride) reaches back, pulls her running shorts to the side, and clips off about a 10" piece of cable. The turd comes flipping out, glance off her calf and SPLAT! hits the pavement 5' in front of me, giving me just enough time to poopy-hurdle. How many people behind me also had to poopy-hurdle? And that, I think we can all agree is NOT sterile!
There were bushes, occasional port-a-potties, etc. As with the Little Pisser From Texas, spend 10secs, save your dignity.

Yes, I'm haunted still. The meds help.

Bobo, man I am a huge fan of yours have been for years.....we first met back in Texarkana, Texas in the 90s. Later I finished the Holy Toledo Tri you directed at Toledo Bend Lake (year we had the storm of the century during the race).....hardest damn triathlon I have ever done, including a several Half and Full IM....that thing was great, very sorry to see it go away. My favorite recollection of the Holy Toledo is the pre-race meeting the night before, you may have had a few cold beverages, not sure, but in any event during your explanation of the run course, you eventually gave up describing the turns and twists and ended with "Awe Hell, just go out about 5 miles and turn around and come back...." it was great.

I am appropriately chastised by your post regarding the Pisser, and will attempt to HTFU.


-bobo

Do I have to keep re-living this trauma for you sickos? I still see the tumble, all in slow motion...

Length, man, length! Ten inch long Baby Ruth. (I can't eat those anymore either). But no nougat filled "thunk" when it hit the pavement, total "Splat".

-bobo

Just read the thread...THE WHOLE THREAD...I'm now just that much dumber.

As a former middling (piddling?) pro, I have a couple of comments, neither too important:

1. I'm from Louisiana, I suppose piss bothers us less than our more genteel Tenn brethren, but had I witnessed the "offense", I would have commented "F#kin' Texas pissies!". Then I would have grabbed a coupla water bottles and diluted the area. This reduces the smell 100% more than internet bitching. Seriously yer Honor, HTFU.

2. In Kona '93-ish, I had a little trouble at the 1st bike aid station, w/concussion, profuse bleeding, broken helmet, broken seat stay, the usual. So when I start the run, I'm behind a bunch of pro chicks. I'm catching up to one on Alii Dr. at about mile5, crowds lining the street, children cheering, lovely family atmosphere, when this chick (in mid stride) reaches back, pulls her running shorts to the side, and clips off about a 10" piece of cable. The turd comes flipping out, glance off her calf and SPLAT! hits the pavement 5' in front of me, giving me just enough time to poopy-hurdle. How many people behind me also had to poopy-hurdle? And that, I think we can all agree is NOT sterile!
There were bushes, occasional port-a-potties, etc. As with the Little Pisser From Texas, spend 10secs, save your dignity.

Yes, I'm haunted still. The meds help.

-bobo

He's a pro when racing at the highest level you can't see straight at the time of the race. I still think he should have made a better effort but he's racing at all out at the top level. Pro's need more respect in this sport.

Is peeing while on the bike a rules violation? Just curious

Not sure anyone answered this question, I don't know the answer and I am also curious. Peeing on the bike seems widespread and accepted, but is it a violation of any rule?

Peeling on the bike is a yellow card (warning)

Seriously? I don't buy that. How could that even be enforced? "You peed....no i didnt...whats that...it's water".

Seriously? I don't buy that. How could that even be enforced? "You peed....no i didnt...whats that...it's water".

Paula Radcliffe did this in front of BBC cameras at the London Marathon in 2005. She ran 2h17m. Weight matters...

in running..

I mastered the 'arc' in Chattanooga. I think someone posted a How to pee like a Pro video on FB. Roll short leg up, end out, boom, I was pee free and dry as a proverbial bone. I would not have got away with "it was water". The chick behind me was actually impressed, possibly because she wasn't sprayed with piss kicked up from my tire but possibly because she saw how pleased I was with myself and didn't want to ruin my enjoyment.

As a side note, if you go 'to the left' in the US then you risk actually hitting the marshall so ....something to be careful of.