Why does it take a catastrophe to discover that you’re not the only one? I guess it’s only when your body is at breaking point that you feel you have to share the experience, no matter what it is. And when you do, what happens? It turns out everyone else has experienced the same thing.
Accidentally weed yourself on a run? Started your period while wearing your new grey capris? Made a swift beeline for a bush because that gel didn’t agree with you? Tell your running mates these stories and every single one of them will have a story to match, I promise you. It’s the best bonding experience there is.