Years ago we had a summer house in Vermont. We were coming out of a side road with my mother in the back seat and my wife beside me when some Women’s bicycle race was passing on the road we were trying to turn into. It was a quiet section and there was a meadow there. Women by the dozens were pulling their bikes over, dropping their pants and peeing in the grass. It was the funniest thing ever! You should have heard the noises coming in the back from my mother when she was watching this.
—” Women by the dozens were pulling their bikes over, dropping their pants and peeing in the grass.”
Not sure how it fits into woke dogma but in years past it was not much discussed.
Guessing it was a secluded bit of road.
Also, the all too common distance running and diarrhea.