I wanted to take this time to discuss an issue. An issue that plagues all, shows no remorse and causes one of the most frustrating obstacles during shooting.
The need to pee.
Once it begins, it will not unclench it’s hold from your body until freed. It starts slowly too. Slightly uncomfortable. Then causes you to twist your legs in the car. Then causes you to hold out the seatbelt (like THAT’s going to help) then suddenly it’s ALL you can think about. Conversation, hunger and seeing your surroundings become void.
It’s horrific when you drink as much water and coffee as I do. It’s a catch-22. I need water and coffee to hydrate and make me flip the switch from robot to human being. Plus, it’s healthy to pee often. It rids your body of toxins and prevents those burning, tormenting and punishing UTI’s.
Each shoot has been unique in when and where I had to pee. On hikes such as Murphy’s Ranch and the Bridge to Nowhere, it was acceptable to pop an unladylike squat because….nature. It’s what all hikers do. However, needing to pee for Bridge to Nowhere came with a certain trauma since Drew was on “guard” and happened to find a rattlesnake. At least I discovered NOT to pee there!
The Dominator was tricky. The Pee Monster began right as we got out of the car. And not a bathroom in sight. In hiking to the shipwreck ruins, one has to keep a close eye on the ground due to slippery rocks. I was not about to try to pee and slip to my death or have THAT second be the second someone from a boat saw me through their binoculars!
Drew was a trooper then too. He held out having to pee (Damn men with their designed TO pee pants and perfect aim and having it be publicly acceptable) and even said, “I’ll pee when you get to pee!”. It didn’t last long. But I don’t blame him.
He even brought me a she-wee. Considerate and practical gift. But it tends to just take care of the aim. My biggest concern (having to drop my pants) is still something that cannot be avoided.
So, a big thanks to all the Starbucks, Walgreens, Gas stations ,(not the ones that asked for a quarter, that WAS their “thanks”) CVS’s and random porter potties for letting me relieve myself from evil. I appreciate you more than I will ever be able to express.
As for a solution: We’ve taken the time to map out places to pee before/during/after the shoot. It’s also been suggested that I cut back on the coffee…… Ahem. Yeah. Right.
The need to pee.
Once it begins, it will not unclench it’s hold from your body until freed. It starts slowly too. Slightly uncomfortable. Then causes you to twist your legs in the car. Then causes you to hold out the seatbelt (like THAT’s going to help) then suddenly it’s ALL you can think about. Conversation, hunger and seeing your surroundings become void.
It’s horrific when you drink as much water and coffee as I do. It’s a catch-22. I need water and coffee to hydrate and make me flip the switch from robot to human being. Plus, it’s healthy to pee often. It rids your body of toxins and prevents those burning, tormenting and punishing UTI’s.
Each shoot has been unique in when and where I had to pee. On hikes such as Murphy’s Ranch and the Bridge to Nowhere, it was acceptable to pop an unladylike squat because….nature. It’s what all hikers do. However, needing to pee for Bridge to Nowhere came with a certain trauma since Drew was on “guard” and happened to find a rattlesnake. At least I discovered NOT to pee there!
The Dominator was tricky. The Pee Monster began right as we got out of the car. And not a bathroom in sight. In hiking to the shipwreck ruins, one has to keep a close eye on the ground due to slippery rocks. I was not about to try to pee and slip to my death or have THAT second be the second someone from a boat saw me through their binoculars!
Drew was a trooper then too. He held out having to pee (Damn men with their designed TO pee pants and perfect aim and having it be publicly acceptable) and even said, “I’ll pee when you get to pee!”. It didn’t last long. But I don’t blame him.
He even brought me a she-wee. Considerate and practical gift. But it tends to just take care of the aim. My biggest concern (having to drop my pants) is still something that cannot be avoided.
So, a big thanks to all the Starbucks, Walgreens, Gas stations ,(not the ones that asked for a quarter, that WAS their “thanks”) CVS’s and random porter potties for letting me relieve myself from evil. I appreciate you more than I will ever be able to express.
As for a solution: We’ve taken the time to map out places to pee before/during/after the shoot. It’s also been suggested that I cut back on the coffee…… Ahem. Yeah. Right.
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