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The strategic pee before the marathon start
It’s every runner’s universal fear. That sneaky little thought that pops up at the worst possible time, when you’re stuck in your corral, squeezed between a guy dressed as a banana and a stressed marathon runner: “Do I… need to pee right now?” Followed by the dreaded trio: “Where can I go? / Do I have time? / Why did I drink so much?”
| The challenge before the challenge: THE topic among marathoners
Is it a real need? Stress? A reflection of performance anxiety? No matter what, this is THE thought that crosses every marathoner’s mind.
Because having a full bladder minutes before the start feels like running with a backpack full of water: mentally unbearable. So, to start the race with a light heart (and an empty bladder), one golden rule: plan ahead… and aim well.
| Gentlemen runners: nature has been (a little too) kind to you.
Gentlemen, let’s be honest, anything can work for you: a tree, a fence, a lamppost, the back wheel of a van… It’s undeniably easier for you. Anything can serve as a spot. The key is a bit of discretion (and having easy-to-lower shorts). Bonus: men develop an amazing ability to spot an acceptable hideaway within a 50-meter radius in just three seconds flat. It’s like having a hidden GPS sense.
| Ladies runners: It’s another pair of sneakers
Ladies, it’s a different story. The portable toilets provided by the organizers are under siege. You either decide to queue for tens of minutes at the risk of being late to your corral, or you have to get crafty… Bushes, cars, or even a friend to act as a shield.
Special shoutout to the dedicated friends who turn into FBI agents,
mission: execute a stealthy pee without witnesses.
| Bonus round: The phantom pee
Then there are those who don’t really need to go but do it “just in case.”
A superstition ritual. It’s like tying your shoelaces three times or checking your watch four times. “I don’t need to go, but what if I suddenly do later?”
In short, we all know it. Pre-race peeing isn’t taboo; it’s a classic. It’s a topic that spares no one and apparently will never change. You could say the race starts well before the arch, right at the quest for the perfect pee spot.
