This has been going on for years now with very little variation. The dreams go like this…
I’ve been training for months and here I am … in whatever race I’ve been training for. At this point I’m just running and following everyone else. But then I sometimes take the lead. I’m thinking how great it is to be in the lead, but then the course isn’t clearly marked and I’m running on grass and sometimes through fields. I might fall into a mud puddle and think – "why the hell would they have me run through here with all this mud". Sometimes I am running across my college campus (I graduated 15 years ago!). I am still looking for the course, but then I see some other participants. I follow them and then we are running through stairwells in some strange building. I keep asking everyone if this is the right way to go and something doesn’t seem right, but I can’t put my finger on it. We come out on the roof of the building and then start climbing a high tower. Some people are on their way down from the tower, so I figure this is an out-and-back tower climb. When I get to the top I am terrified and freeze. Then a bunch of females pass me and get mad because I’m jamming up the tower. So I get to the top and turn around and swear I’m never doing any more races with a tower in it. So then there is usually some more running around lost through town, but I make it to a transition. I find my skateboard (yes – skateboard) and go to the mounting area with it. I see others getting on their skateboard (they’re sitting on it) and then they fly down a steep hill. I put my skateboard down and try to move, but the wheels are coming off the board and there is a bunch of gravel and dirt and my wheels won’t turn. This is where I usually throw a raging fit and smash my skateboard down on the ground screaming “goddammit!!! Why didn’t I train more on the skateboard! I swim… I run… why am I in a triathlon with this crappy skateboard that doesn’t roll”. So I just run with it in my hand and some race officials are screaming at me to get back and start over. And the dream just goes on and on and is more of the same lost and confusing shit.
These dreams happen at least once a week and go on for hours. It takes me a long time to wake up, so by the time I am driving to work, I still have in the back of my mind this thought that I need to get better wheels for my skateboard after work today.
Is this normal? Please tell me someone else has these dreams that don’t make any sense.
I’ve been training for months and here I am … in whatever race I’ve been training for. At this point I’m just running and following everyone else. But then I sometimes take the lead. I’m thinking how great it is to be in the lead, but then the course isn’t clearly marked and I’m running on grass and sometimes through fields. I might fall into a mud puddle and think – "why the hell would they have me run through here with all this mud". Sometimes I am running across my college campus (I graduated 15 years ago!). I am still looking for the course, but then I see some other participants. I follow them and then we are running through stairwells in some strange building. I keep asking everyone if this is the right way to go and something doesn’t seem right, but I can’t put my finger on it. We come out on the roof of the building and then start climbing a high tower. Some people are on their way down from the tower, so I figure this is an out-and-back tower climb. When I get to the top I am terrified and freeze. Then a bunch of females pass me and get mad because I’m jamming up the tower. So I get to the top and turn around and swear I’m never doing any more races with a tower in it. So then there is usually some more running around lost through town, but I make it to a transition. I find my skateboard (yes – skateboard) and go to the mounting area with it. I see others getting on their skateboard (they’re sitting on it) and then they fly down a steep hill. I put my skateboard down and try to move, but the wheels are coming off the board and there is a bunch of gravel and dirt and my wheels won’t turn. This is where I usually throw a raging fit and smash my skateboard down on the ground screaming “goddammit!!! Why didn’t I train more on the skateboard! I swim… I run… why am I in a triathlon with this crappy skateboard that doesn’t roll”. So I just run with it in my hand and some race officials are screaming at me to get back and start over. And the dream just goes on and on and is more of the same lost and confusing shit.
These dreams happen at least once a week and go on for hours. It takes me a long time to wake up, so by the time I am driving to work, I still have in the back of my mind this thought that I need to get better wheels for my skateboard after work today.
Is this normal? Please tell me someone else has these dreams that don’t make any sense.