Reasons Why the Woman Who Pooped Her Pants During a Marathon Is My New Idol

She made a difficult decision and ended up with her best marathon time ever

No. It is not a goal of mine to poop my pants while running a marathon. I could never run a marathon.

But there is something about Tamara Torlakson’s story in the New York Post that absolutely captivates me.

As a middle-aged woman with a weak bladder and Inflammatory Bowel Disease, my secret fear is a pee or poo accident. I take every precaution I can think of. I use the restroom right before leaving the house always, I cross my legs when I sneeze. I do my Kegel exercises daily. I avoid drinking excess water or eating foods that might prove too challenging for my sensitive system.

But Tamara’s tale of not giving a sh** and pooping on the run just tickles me for some reason. I never had a very sophisticated sense of humor.

“I do love poop. I can’t help it. The heart wants what it wants. I enjoy being clever and pithy and political, but nothing’s going to get me like dumb stuff.”- Sarah Silverman

According to Tamara’s story, she had already run thirteen miles before nature called in earnest. She realized she was either going to have to stop for a porta-potty break, or…