Only tri-folks will understand how funny my dream last night was:
I'm indoors, working at some store. Throughout the day there I have to finish an Ironman. I only remember being on the treadmill, running barefoot, going 8 miles an hour thinking: "I have to hurry or I'm not going to make the 15 hour cutoff. I have to speed up." Yet I am also thinking "this doesn't hurt as bad as I thought it would, I can keep going!". I keep track of the miles on my left arm, by using a pen to make tick marks on the skin. Evetually I have a hard time seeing the mile marks because the sweat makes the ink run. Customers come in to the store and I am helping them with something, but still running on the treadmill.
This dream feels 15 hours long....finally I wake up exhausted.
IM Anxiety?????
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That'll be me next year. I always have such strange pre-race dreams. Wildflower had enough unknown factors last year (camping, someplace I'd never been, etc), that I had dreams for weeks!
I, too, had a pre-race nightmare already. I'm trying to push it outta my mind though.
I'll be more than happy to end up in the 15-hour range of this beast. Although I think I'll be coming in the ranks of 16:59:59. :)
I have had a few! What a year it will be!
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