Poised (My Embarrassing Moments Revealed)

I have a problem.

I don't know quite how to say this.

But it seems to me a post-baby problem. Go ahead. Take a guess at it.

The first time it happened, I thought maybe it was a fluke. I was out running and I was approaching the second mile when -- uh oh!

I sprung a leak.

But I wasn't sure if I had. It seemed like I was just a little more sweaty than usual, but I wasn't sure. So I stopped to check and nope. Not sweat.

I had to return to my home quarters. I was wearing light blue pants and my Problem was obvious to onlookers. And I thought to myself, self: you shouldn't have had all that water beforehand.

Then, I went out for a run the following week without having had any water beforehand and egad!

It happened again only this time I was on a trail and there was no returning to home base. I was stuck. So I kept on running hoping no one would notice. Do you have any idea how uncomfortable it is to run like that???

And there was that time I ran a 5k (last month). And I had almost made it through squeaky clean, except for that darned final sprint to the finish line.

So I turned to what else, but Google, to help me find an answer. And I found out that this seems to be common among the post-baby crowd. In fact, there was an entire 8 page message thread on this and it made me feel a little better.

Yes, I know what you will suggest, and I tried it (thank you though). Unfortunately wearing "a little something absorbant" doesn't work. There's chafing involved. And I just can't bring myself to buy the old-lady diapers like it has been suggested to me. At least not for another 30 years. Yes, there's pride involved.

I know, I know, how much pride can you possibly have when you've got a leaky valve?

Well, I've decided that if I'm out and about, I'll do like the marathoners do. Just shrug it off. Or pour water on myself.

And hope that a kegel or two will help me out. In the meantime -- I do have an extra pair of pants in my gym bag. Just in case. I haven't had to use them yet. Fortunately for me, having that extra pair is like overpreparing for a storm. Once you're prepared, of course, nothing happens. It'll be the minute I forget those pants that I'll be cursing myself.

So now I base the success of my run like this:

Husband: How was your run?
Me (victorious): Great! Didn't pee!
Husband: Excellent!

He's a keeper.

Poised (My Embarrassing Moments Revealed)

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