Yesterday I was running on the treadmill at the gym in my apartment building. There’s a bathroom in there, which is occasionally used by people hanging out in the courtyard. One such man came in while I was running and went into the bathroom for a pretty long time (I ran 3/4 of a mile while he was in there). When he came out, the smell alerted me to what he was doing. I sprinted the final 1/4 mile of my workout so I could get the hell outta there. ~CQH