Cramped quarters

A young man who couldn’t afford a hotel room, but needed shelter from the rain before a 10-mile race, spent the night in a porta-potty. Here’s what he later told Runner’s World:

I sat on the seat lid and leaned back against the wall. I actually got a good night’s sleep. The stall was clean, and I was right on the beach, so it was soothing listening to the waves.

Oh, by the way, he won the race.

1 comment:

Brady said...

That is too funny. I bet it smelled sweet inside that plastic thing. And did people wait in line a long time to get into the thing? Did they have to hold it all night?