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I was watching a video the other week and was reminded of a pee sighting from a few years back.

My freshman year of college, I was into running and my friends convinced me to do an Olympic length triathlon with them. For those of you who do not know - an olympic tri has a 1 mile swim, 26 mile bike ride and a 6 mile run.

At this tri, there were two incidents (one I saw directly and the other I was made aware of).

At this triathlon, the sprint triathlon started first. Once everyone was out of the water (a pond swim) -- our wave was set to go off. Waiting for our triathlon to start, I was mindlessly watching swimmer after swimmer run out of the water over a RFID chip reader. At some point I was not really paying attention, but heard the two people next to me (not athletes but rather spectators) howl out in laughter. I asked them what happened, too late to see myself. Apparently a woman got to knee deep water, paused for a few seconds, and pissed through her bathing suit (with dozens of spectators and athletes watching). I did not see it myself, so I cannot tell if it might have just been water dripping, but my neighbors were convinced she was just out there pissing.

Well on to what I actually saw. For most people the bike ride takes about an hour forty minutes, after which time you go to the transition area to get ready for the 45-60 minute run. I threw on my running shoes, and thought about going to the bathroom but realized that the only porta potties were out of the transition area about 400 feet in the wrong direction off course. I and many others skipped this little stop, for that very reason.

The 6 mile run looped through a residential neighborhood in a semi-suburban region. For the first two miles, the course was on the shoulder of a somewhat well traveled road. After that it turned off into a neighborhood with mostly grassy front lawns. At about three miles, we made another turn into an area that had a couple of trees off to the side. I saw a couple of guys running back on course from the trees, but what I saw next really stuck with me. A woman not forty yards in front of me ran four feet off of the road, partially blocked by a 2 foot tree. Facing away from the road, she pulled her shorts over to the side with one hand. With her legs spread wide, her knees bent, and her pelvis angled down, she just started pissing there yards in front of me blocked only slightly by a tree. The stream was extremely strong and came out in a way that it was several inches wide and sort of white with airation when it hit the ground. Despite the strength of the stream, she stopped after what seemed like less than 10 seconds - quite abruptly right around the time I passed. She released her left hand from holding her shorts and hopped to the road in less than half a second.

As she got back on the road I said nothing, and the only thing she said was a very faint 'ahhhh' as in 'that was a relief'. She proceeded to gain ground on me, but as she passed me I really got a chance to check her out. She was slightly older than college age - maybe late 20s, with dark hair in a single ponytail. She was wearing nothing but purple running shorts (the tight fitting kind) and a sports bra (though the kind of sports bra that almost looks like it is a shirt). Like most runners she was on the smaller side but had a tight butt which I stared at as she gained ground on me. As I checked her out I noticed that her running shorts were darker around the crotch. I could think of three possible reasons - 1) she sweat a lot 2) she leaked before going on the tree or 3) pulling up her shorts that fast after peeing left a wet spot. I personally think it is the third, but could be any.

This was the hottest pee sighting I have ever seen. The confidence of just peeing right there - the intensity of the stream, her hot a$$, and the residual wet spot.