[Closed] Can you fart and pedal at the same time?

No. Stand up, fart, pedal again

Just power on through, turbo farts (as in farts whilst on the turbo rather than extra power) are standard

Whatever the technique, just use caution if you've been going at the energy gels beforehand.

I used to be the same, but my old winter hack was a fixed wheel and if you were doing long winter base miles at some point pressure would just build up...
The consensus of opinion in the group was that standing up was better, mainly due to the quick fire quack quack quack that ensued being more entertaining than a quiet release of noxious gases.
Timing was key, if you waited until a downhill stretch the 42x18 forced you to spin like hell, and the distraction of not shitting oneself could lead to a loss of concentration.

Of course not, who can???
I also can’t wee when floating, I have to have atleast one foot on the ground.

Having followed through when attempting/mistrusting a fart when fully seated, I’d suggest it wasn’t possible.

I thought that's what the holes in saddles were for.

IME, not when sitting and pedalling but certainly possible while standing and pedalling.

Well I must be doing something wrong ..I can definitely fart while seated and pedalling ..

@oldnick same here, I'd never given the issue a thought until I started fixieing.

Yep, not a problem.

Triathlete here. Peeing while pedalling took some practice but became "normal".

I’m still trying to work out how you don’t end up spraying bike leg/etc with ......

Must admit thou got caught in a storm an the wet Lycra nearly made me wet myself, very odd feeling.

Farting sat on the saddles just wrong thou ... 🙂

Peeing while pedalling took some practice but became “normal”.

Chapeau m'amoiselle. That serious cojones. Why not pee on the swimming leg?

15 years of commuting on a fixie here. Takes a bit of concentration and a good head of pressure, but perfectly doable sat down and spinning.

Better that than pulling up at the lights, dropping my guts loudly, then being fixated by the hateful stares of all the other commuters who are now choking on your guff.

Always pee going downhill, when going at speed.

It doesn't make it past your knees so you don't end up weeing in your own shoes !

It also discourages those pesky drafters

A pro on last years ironman Wales ran past me on the marathon. I think he misjudged a fart while running. It was all down the back of his legs. Now that is nails.

I don't mind peeing in my wetsuit but cant do it whilst actually swimming!

You've got me thinking now😂

I was wondering where you got your user name muddy legs!

I can fart on a bus full of nuns so pedaling my bike while outdoors poses no problems for me.

As I get older I find myself riding with higher cadence than I used to, which seems to make farting whilst pedalling easier… sometimes even in time to my pedalling 😳

This is the kind of debate I come on here to enjoy. None of this "would you like a new life after death" nonsense!

I can definitely fart and wee when swimming, possibly simultaneously but haven’t tried that

(in open water obvs....)

Presumably an e-MTB would solve this "problem" for some by giving an opportunity for a pedalling break without losing speed. Not sure if there would be a spark risk though 😆

Only ever done it stood up or tilted to one side. I love standing up and giving my all to a fart when I’m at the front on a climb, really hope farts don’t stop being funny

Never sitting down, but on the pedals no reason not to try. I find it helps to have one pedal higher than the other, not sure why but it seems to aid in the release

Only sticky if it goes horribly wrong

This thread brings much joy.  I was going to try and practice bunny hops this week but there is now a new challenge, thankyou

I have never yet, in all of my 56 years on this earth encountered a situation that prevents me from farting!

andrewreay

Whatever the technique, just use caution if you’ve been going at the energy gels beforehand.

Or honey... 🙂

Many years ago I was doing an outback tour in Oz with very lightweight and minimal gear. It was hot, North Australia hot.

After slogging up a long climb (similar to the Bealach na Bah) I arrived at the top dehydrated and bonking.

But no problem because in the village at the top was a cafe called The Honey House which specialised in, of course, honey. What could be better?

So after downing over a litre of water, a bottle of coke, maybe 2, and a whole comb of honey I was feeling well pleased with myself and set off again in the tropical sun.

A bit later later the pressure started to rise, and rise until it was unbearable, so I rose in the saddle for a bit of pressure release. No problem, one squeaked out, but with the suspicion of a bit of dampness about it.

Then about 50 metres on, the pressure rose again.

Alas, that was when I finally grasped the concept of critical mass. The micro second of awareness of the magnitude of the forthcoming eruption was just enough time to swing one leg off the bike as I tried to jump off and get behind a tree to complete the business. The business was not content to wait though and there was that disastrous feeling of actions having consequences and you're past the line.

My shorts were irredeemably soiled, it had shot down my legs and my socks had absorbed quite a bit, some had blown up past my waistband so my t-shirt was ruined too. And the stench...

Worse was the need to allow further eruptions, although by now I was safely in the scrub and by now starkers. Ever tried to get a shitty t-shirt off? A precision job and vomit inducing.

Once it settled down, I faced another problem. My gear was on my bike which was lying beside the track, and for some reason cars kept coming along on a road where you might see one an hour. Eventually I managed to scuttle out and grab the bike into the safety of the bush.

Remember the bit about very lightweight and minimal gear? It included about 4 individual sheets of toilet paper in case of road side emergency and my toothbrush. That and the contents of my water bottle was all I had for hygiene duties, so the t-shirt got carefully folded and used for the clean up, finished off by the extravagant use of the 4 sheets of toilet paper. I didn't use the toothbrush you'll be glad to hear.

And now I had to get some clothes on. Unfortunately minimal meant minimal, so all I had was a singlet and a pair of swimming shorts - the sort with a mesh liner. No socks.

Meanwhile the soiled clothes lying on the ground had attracted the attention of the local insect life and were swarming with ants and a couple of beetles. I gave it a few moments consideration. Nup, no way was I going to ever wear those environmental hazards again. Just the thought...

So back on the bike, arse feeling like it had been sandpapered, and that's when the mesh liner of the swimming shorts started to make its presence felt on a large area of very raw flesh.

So dry as a dingo's date because I'd used up all my water on the cleanup, 30 miles later I came to the next town.

I could no longer sit on the saddle so I stopped early for the day at a motel with visions of a good soak in its swimming pool (after a shower 🙂 ).

As I booked in the owner said,"Christ mate, you reek" as he waved his hands in front of his face.

"Some bastard drove over a dead roo just as I was passing and I copped a load of it" was my brilliant excuse.

"Bloody thing must have been dead for weeks - don't go near that swimming pool until you've had a shower".

"No worries mate, just give us a 6 pack of Fourex"

That was my next gastrointestinal mistake, and we needn't go in to that, but I slept on the bare tiled floor - just in case.

The worst of it was I still had 5 days riding left before I got home. I barely touched the saddle in that time.

For me, the highlight of the tour was discovering a small pot of vaseline in a local shop. Blessed relief.

So don't over do the gels, or they'll do you over...

Many years ago I was doing an outback tour in Oz

Maybe a simple ‘no’ would have been enough😀

I remember many moons ago when I was a fair bit younger and had a bit of time to spare one day, sticking my finger up my bum to see if it would block a fart.

I can tell you now that with enough pressure it will indeed bypass the finger. There are some inherent risks to this experiment which are not too hard to figure out though. Forever I've always been one for pushing boundaries.

Oh, my user name is coincidence and not an indication of failure/success of my tests.