Running and Roller Blading in Diapers and Plastic Pants -- (Author) SissyDaina

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Author: SissyDaina
Timestamp: Mar 23, 2022 at 9:07 PM
Content: This is a true story of my running and roller blading workouts in diapers and plastic pants after being diagnosed with urinary incontinence and required to wear diapers from the late 1980’s to the early 1990’s.

As many people know, my life was severely altered after I was involved in an accident while in the military. I was in and out of military hospitals for the next six months having various surgeries and tests.

I also started to develop some urinary incontinence both day and night. I kept thinking how embarrassing it would be to pee myself in front of all the cute therapists in the hospital, but then my primary nurse says to me, “you could wear diapers for a while, why we do some tests.” Those words sent a hot flush of embarrassment right through me, along with an intense excitement. While my embarrassment was screaming no way, my excitement made me say ok.

The nurse smiled and came back shortly with a package of the original Attends plastic back disposable diapers. As she opened the package and took one out, she said, “I should probably help you with putting a diaper on until you get the hang of it.” Embarrassingly I just responded “OK.”

She then proceeded to diaper me for the first time since I was a toddler. I was humiliated and in heaven at the same time as I quickly developed a hardon and she just smiled and finished the job like a professional. I could not believe the feeling, it was smooth, crinkly, comfortable and so arousing.

The first few days I was so self-conscious that I was scared to go to therapy. I was sure everyone would hear the crinkle of my diaper, see the bulk of the padding, or actually see my diaper, but my therapists were so reassuring and comforting that my embarrassment soon faded.

First there was the pain of stretching muscles. The therapist told me I would have to learn to crawl before I could walk, as she laid out some big mats. When I was on my knees stretching, my sweatpants kept falling down. All of the sudden, the therapist finally got tired of pulling them back up, and just removed them. I spent the next 30 minutes crawling around in nothing but my diaper and T-shirt before we moved onto standing exercises.

The incontinence continued to worsen over the next few weeks and more tests were run when they finally diagnosed me with a chronic neurogenic bladder with related mixed urinary incontinence as the result of traumatic brain injury with diabetes insipidus and chronic bladder dilation.

Realizing this was going to be a lifelong medical issue, the doctors and nurses suggested that I try condom catheters or catheters to control the incontinence and seemed surprised when I told them I wanted to stay with diapers as I feel they are easier to deal with. They then said as long as the diapers didn’t cause any irritations, it made sense to stay with them. I was given a prescription for the Attend diapers from the military which helped greatly with my fulltime incontinence.

Truth be told, I realized I was now actually happy that it was official that I needed to wear diapers 24/7, even in uniform. It was the first moment I felt there was a benefit in being disabled. Yea it does have inconvenient aspects, but I am so lucky to be turned on by diapers. Instead of feeling miserable over being incontinent, my disability was now forcing me to live my life in diapers.

Prior to the accident, I was a nationally ranked competitive cross-country skier and triathlete, and even represented the Army in the biathlon and triathlon around the world. I literally would run, rollerblade or cross-country ski every day as part of my training workout depending on the time of year.

While I knew I would not compete again, it was after the accident that I started to think about getting back into at least running and roller blading in an effort to get back in shape.

I had one major problem, I have absolutely no bladder control and have to wear diapers 24/7, what would I do about them when I ran?

I tried running once without wearing an adult diaper since the accident in 1988. I went running that day, and near the end of the run I had a massive wetting accident, fully soaking my shorts and actually running down my leg and soaking my shoes. This resulted in an embarrassing and wet run back to my house. It was at that time, that I decided I would wear diapers to run for now on.

Some close friends that knew I wore diapers tried to help by giving me advise like “wouldn’t it be better to urinate in your underwear or go pee somewhere in public rather than wearing a diaper.” They also said, “wear dark clothing or pour water on yourself or run into a store or restaurant to use their bathroom.” First of all, most places don’t let you use their bathroom or they are difficult about it. Second of all, why would you want to wet your clothing rather than wearing diapers which are usually almost undetectable.

I started looking in medical supply stores to see what was available and what would work best for me. I tried everything from cloth diapers to every disposable variation available, and I have found that a diaper, plastic pants combination provides the best protection for me. While incontinence undergarments and pull-ups may be easier to accept, I have found that the extra security of a full-on actual diaper makes more sense and is a far better option once you're able to get past the psychological barrier that you're wearing a diaper.

II carry a diaper bag in my car with extra diapers, plastic pants, wipes, powder and plastic bags. I try to find places with bathrooms or portable toilets so I can change my diaper after a run.

But now the real question, how would I conceal them so no one would discover I wear diapers? I tried baggier sweats and or wind pants, but they tended to be too cumbersome and actually caused more problems.

I then tried actual nylon running shorts that were available in the 1980’s and 90’s. These were the almost short shorts that men wore at that time and were usually real slippery nylon material with no drawstring. The real problem with these was they actually accentuated the puffiness of the diaper and made it what I would say was more obvious and they slipped down over the slippery plastic pants now fully exposing my diapers to everyone anyway.

I had recently bought some plastic pants called Salk Pro Pants and some of Sears adult plastic pants. These were a smooth white vinyl plastic pant in either pull on or snap on and had a very comfortable built-in cotton lining and another snap in liner. They have an almost more fitted look and were not as big and billowy as my plastic pants are these days. They damn sure did not have nursery prints on them like I wear nowadays.

A family member actually came up with idea of dying the plastic pants the colors of my shorts in blues, red and black and wearing these alone over my disposable diapers hoping they would look more like shorts. I thought it was a crazy idea, how could I go out of the house in just a diaper and plastic pants for a run, but thought what the hell and tried it.

I picked out four pairs of my plastic pants, two snap-on and two pull-on and went ahead and dies them as suggested. They actually came out looking really good almost not even like plastic pants no more until the family member called them adorable to my dismay. I though adorable in these would be for a baby toddling, not me running. She said get over yourself and go for it.

The next afternoon after they had all dried, I decided to give it a try. As I was changing my diaper later in the day, I put on one of my ever-trusty Attends diapers followed by the blue pull-on pair of the plastic pants and a long sleeve blue t shirt that came half way down the plastic pants.

The town I lived in at the time had paved and unpaved trails that weaved all though the city and around many of the lakes and waterfront. These trails were truly multipurpose, for running, biking, roller blading and even cross-country skinning in the winter.

I decided for my first time in my new diapered running outfit to try an unpaved trail I liked around one of the lakes. Upon arriving at the parking lot, I notice only a couple of other cars and thought it was now or never. After a short stretching warmup, I took off on what I had planned to be on a 2-to-3-mile run.

About a mile into the run, I started to come up on a couple that was jogging slowly and I decided to pass them. As I came alongside them, they said a nice hello and then I kept on down the trail. Nothing about my diapers was said, which greatly boosted my confidence. As short time later, I passed two girls going in the opposite direction as we all nodded hello.

I finished the run back at the parking lot and all in all, my short 2-to-3-mile run turned into a 5-mile run and I felt great. No one had said a thing about my diapers and plastic pants. As I was warming down in the parking lot, the first couple I had passed was doing the same thing as they smiled at me and asked me if I had a good run. I confidently told them, one of the best in a long time and said see you later.

Since that day, I’ve worn adult diapers and plastic pants while running ever since as I ventured on to busier and busier trails, my confidence continued to grow and no one ever said anything about my running attire other then a cute girl who once told me she loved my shorts.

I also figured out that the snap-on plastic pants still looked to much like old fashion baby pants with the snaps down the sides and abandoned the idea of wearing them for runs.

I eventually started to get back into roller blading as well with one main difference, I roller blade with tall cross country ski poles mimicking the diagonal stride of cross-country skiing and you have to go on the paved trails, it is one hell of a workout and I still wore my diapers and plastic pants with nothing covering them.

One day while rollerblading, I came up on two girls and a guy that were rollerblading as well. When I went to pass them, they asked me which way I was going, I told them Goose Lake. They asked if I mind if the followed to see where it was. I told them sure and soon we were all gliding down the trail. I kept thinking, great, they are following and getting a good view of my diapered bottom covered only by black plastic pants.

Once we finished, we all ended back up at the East High School parking lot as they told me thanks for showing them where it was and they would love to rollerblade with me again someday as one of the girls stared at my crotch. I told them I would love it. We all introduced ourselves and I found out the girl staring was Oksana and the other two were Kiki and Mark. They then suggested we go for a beer at the pub and further discuss meeting up to workout.

As we all got in our individual cars to head to the pub, I thought it was great meeting some others that liked rollerblading, when all the sudden it hit me like a ton of bricks. I did not bring anything to coverup my diapers with and how could I go into a pub in just diapers and plastic pants?

As we got there, I told Oksana that I was not dressed appropriately for the pub. She laughed and said “nonsense, I love you workout clothes” as she gave me a knowing smile. I though, might as well go for it as we went in and found a table as Mark headed to the restroom.

It was at this time that Oksana looked me dead in the eyes and said “love your shorts, although a little puffy, where did you get them” as Kiki just smiled at me? I thought now is my chance to come clean as I explained that they were actually diapers and plastic pants. She smiled and said, “I thought so.”

Although embarrassed, I went on to explain my incontinence and choice in running gear. Oksana just smiled and said, Sorry to hear about your medical issues, it looks like you are making the best of it. Truth be told, they do just look like slightly puffy and shiny shorts, and who going to question you when you are so fast on rollerblades.”

We had a couple of beers and made some plans to meet up to workout. They reassured me that I was fine dressed the way I was for working out. A short time later we all parted ways as Oksana gave me a hug and pat on my diapered bottom.

I met up with them multiple times to go roller blading and running in just diaper and plastic pants and always had a good time. Quite often, Oksana would smack or pat me on the ass every chance she got. I thought it was innocent flirting, but nothing ever came of it.

I also continued to run and rollerblade on my own over the years as well, and nothing negative was ever said by anyone. I even tried cross country skiing in diapers a few times, but the ski suits made me look like an overgrown toddler with a big puffy butt and I gave up on that idea.

Wearing diapers and plastic pants can be a problem in hot weather, but you can get used to it.

Incontinence hasn’t stopped me from running. I made a choice to keep running and making the best of my situation.

I don’t restrict liquid intake, because it isn’t healthy not to be hydrated. I also don’t take any over-the-counter medications before I run, who knows what effect the medicines will have.

I’ve never experienced chafing from a diaper, even if I empty my bladder, it’s no more chafing than you would get from underwear.

I rarely ever had diaper rash even after a complete diaper soaking during a run. As long as I change as soon as I can when I’m done, I’m OK.

I’ve run 100’s of miles over those years and no-one other than Oksana has ever noticed or said anything.

So don’t stop running out of vanity or shame or stigma. Literally no-one notices, ever. If they did notice, they wouldn’t say anything. People are wrapped up in their own heads. Especially in today’s climate where calling attention to someone’s disability is a severe taboo.

The truth is, that nothing else really seems to work, all the surgery and special exercises and potentially toxic drugs all seem ineffective. Just wear the diaper and go run.

I used to worry about it until I realized that no one noticed ever. It’s not as if you’ll miss out on a marriage proposal or a million dollars if someone sees you are wearing a diaper.

If you run in the neighborhood or on the trail, you won’t encounter too many other people running, if any. People are concentrating on life and trying to maintain a pace. They really aren’t looking at your diaper.

In closing, I was medically retired from the military a few years later for multiple issues, one of which was urinary incontinence. Now days, all of my family and some friends know I need to wear diapers and fully support me. I have now fully embraced my need for diapers and often wear Dry 24/7 disposables or thick cloth diapers and nursery print plastic pants everywhere I go. Usually, they are only covered by shorts and a T shirt or when I am feeling real adventurous short shorts so that my plastic pants peek out of the leg band, but that is another story!

After my recent surgery, I realized I need to get back in shape again and started to think about getting back into running. Of course, I will be in diapers and plastic pants like I was in past years, but not the thick diapers with billowy nursery print plastic pants that I tend to wear now days for my daily wear, I will go back to the more fitted plastic pants in plain colors, maybe even pink!