I needed to use the restroom at a restaurant the other day.
The only free stall had, of course, a faulty lock.
So, not only did I have to do my business hovering three inches above the seat… Because you know, public toilets… I had to do it with one leg stretched out straight to keep the door shut.
I must mention this acrobatic accomplishment whenever anyone accuses me of being sedentary.
It was at the Spur if you must know, so there was 💯 chance a toddler was going to barge in otherwise and leave the door wide open in their wake.
Unfortunately, but not unexpectedly, my buttock developed a cramp.
I may have wailed loudly. I may also have missed the bowl.
Not my best experience.
seems like you needed one of those balancing bars the trapeze artists use….
Yes! 😊