Sometimes in the winter I find that I can go a whole day without using the restroom.
See, emptying one's bladder necessitates (at least for those of us of the female variety) removing, at least in part, an article of clothing. And below-freezing temperatures outside can cause an all-over lingering chill, even when indoors, that causes one to become loathe to remove said article of clothing.
And so it is that I arrive home after a day of class, a violin lesson, and two rehearsals, and, while needing to use the restroom, am still reticent to do so.
This is probably the weirdest thing you'll read all day. Let me know if you come across something weirder.