Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Pre- Dreams

You know how you have kooky dreams before big events?

Before my wedding, I dreamed I was at my final dress fitting and they brought out the gown. It was BLUE. Best of all, it had a nearly life-size manatee embroidered on the extremely-long train.

Before my first baby was born, I dreamed it was a boy (prophetic) and that he was born able to speak. I've heard since that that is a common dream.

Last night I dreamed that I was running my half-marathon. There were no distance markers, so no way of knowing if I was at mile 3 or 12. In real life, I'd have a sense about how far I'd gone, but in the dream I had no idea. I had forgotten my handy new drink carrier so was toting a full-size backpack loaded with loose bottles of Gatorade, several Clif bars, and the water bottles of numerous fellow racers. A portion of the race went through the busy airport terminal. The moving walkways and crowds were a problem. Another portion was in the bowels of a casino. Think long concrete hallways and fire escape routes. None of it was marked for the race and for short distances we ran on the midway at Circus Circus. I kept looking back and noticing people taking different turns than I took.

Apparently I was racing with some of my old junior high friends. In real life, I've been communicating with my friend Allyson from that time and discussing doing a race together in the future. But it was Laurie that I was racing with in the dream and we got to a part of the course that was in complete darkness, spiraling up a tall steel tower with a sheer dropoff on one side. I had freakish confidence during that part and grabbed her hand and told her just to "stay with me!"

No way the real half marathon can be that challenging, right?


littlecbsmom said...

Yeah, maybe that whole purpose was to make the real thing seem like a piece of cake!

When is the big race anyway?

heather said...

You crack me up! Aren't dreams just crazy?!

Rachel said...

I agree, that dream has definitely set you up to breeze through the actual half marathon. I have crazy dreams like that but I've never committed one to writing.