Hey, I said I was an outlier! Hardly ever (constricted diet) or anytime at all (all-you-can-eat).
My apologies; I must’ve missed your post.
But are you sure you don’t average out to an inlier? 
Same!
I go anywhere from 0-3 times a day. I used 7AM because I’ll generally sit on the toilet for at least 15 minutes after I wake up regardless of whether anything actually gets accomplished. After that, I can get the urge any time. Luckily, I don’t usually get any urges in the evening, so I don’t get interrupted from any fun things.
Every night at about 10:30 or 11:00, as long as I keep with the Bran Buds. I wish I were a morning person, but what can you do?
Usually about 5-7 hours after I stop drinking. Otherwise, who knows?
Haha! My kind of TMI!
Not regular at all. If I’m being good, eating normal people amounts, and avoiding milk products, every 2 or 3 days. If I go all-I-can-eat, every other day. Milk products, every 3-4 hours.
Isn’t cheese supposed to, well, bind one up? I have a real love/hate relationship with it.
I’ve never had what you would call normal bowels and these days they’re less normal than ever, but isn’t three times a day really, really often?
This thread is giving me that impression, but it always seemed natural to me. The rule of thumb I’ve heard is that anything from three times a day to three times a week is considered normal, so… I guess it’s right at the top of that.
I usually go 2 or 3 times a day, but it’s not something you could set your clock by. Mid-morning, maybe, early afternoon, and then sometime late afternoon/early evening.
This has always been a subject of intrigue for my friends and family. I am 6 foot tall and not an ounce over 150 pounds. I rarely need to take a number 2 more than once a week. I eat two solid meals a day, usually a hearty lunch and a full dinner, but I just don’t have to go that often.
I turn 30 this month, and I always expected that I would start expanding by now, but I still have some of the clothes I bought in college, and I use the same belt notch I’ve always used. My roommate goes twice a day every day. He’s not much bigger than I, maybe 15 pounds, and eats basically the same schedule. Our agreement has always been that he will buy the toilet paper. I probably don’t go through an entire roll in 6 months.
I should test that theory just to see…
Considering that in the last twelve hours, I have taken two Fleet’s Phospho-Soda preparations plus two Dulcolax pills, it should come as no surprise I have crapped at least twelve times today.
Now *that’s * regular.
Colonoscopy coming up or something?
I eat 5,000 calories a day in mostly lightly processed foods, and I run 50 miles a week.
The end product of that 5,000 calories is a pretty large volume.
I learned pretty quickly that it is exceedingly difficult to go for a five mile run with the equivalent of a meatloaf stuck up your ass.
As such I am like Pavlov’s dog, a poop on demand kind of guy. All I need to do is think about going for a jog, and I will suddenly need to take a crap.
Bingo.
Actually, I am having a colonsocopy *and * an endoscopy at the same time, bright and early tomorrow.
I thought women didn’t poop at all
Strange side-note: I’m “retired” and don’t do much around the house, so as a result, hang out in my garage/shop alot.
Pretty much like clockwork, within 3 minutes of walking out there, be it morning, noon or night, I gotta run back to the house and pinch off some rope. It’s uncanny and frankly kinda weird. Sometimes, I’ll think about going out to start a project, and BINGO! Turtle’s head!
I’m thinking about hanging a sign up. “Laxative Lodge”. I’ve actually got the place plumbed for water, but don’t want to put in a second septic tank on the lot. I figure I could hook up a terlet to throw the odd wizz, but don’t want to be cutting any fudge out there.
Regularity is more important than frequency.
I’m fine, thanks.
Aw, you missed your opportunity; my post in response to that soft toss would have been, “Colonoscopy or hot date?” 
Same here. Metamucil is my FRIEND. I’m a much happier person if I get enough fiber to keep things in the Goldilocks zone.