It’s all about poop

I’m in the middle of putting together a bigger post about how I feel about the challenge, but tonight didn’t really have time to do it, and didn’t want to be half-assed.

So instead, I want to talk about poop.

Is there such a thing as muscle memory for your butt?

Does anyone else find that when they’ve been away for a weekend that as soon as they get home they need to poop? It’s like your butt just holds on? Like, your home toilet is the palatial throne and no other toilet is good enough?

Nope? Just me?


In other news I pooped today.

Let me know your thoughts!