Only in My Dreams

Jade The Boxer seems to have vivid dreams of running, she moves her feet and yips.

I had a dream the other night that I made my triumphant return to the marathon. That’s not necessarily a weird thing for a dream since it is something I would like to happen at some point in my life. But the details in this “dream marathon” were so strange. So weird, that I felt compelled to write them down so I can remember them and laugh at them.

• Shortly after the marathon started, all participants were stopping at a train station and boarding a light rail train.  Not to cheat, that was a required element of the race.  And if you didn’t get to the station fast enough to board the first trains, you had to wait.  And when you did make it on the train, they were so crowded with people standing and sitting and hanging all over.
• After getting off the train the runners ran through some city streets for a ways until turning and running through the doors into a rec center.  We then raced through the hallways and had to climb across a ladder thing that was positioned above an olympic-sized swimming pool.  If you fell off the ladder into the pool, you had to start over.  They had a zip-line thing where you could load your gear into a basket to send it across the pool to avoid getting it wet.
• Upon emerging from the pool everyone had to run through the halls, into a narrow staircase down to a basement, where we had to answer trivia questions.  If we got the trivia question wrong, they had kids there throwing big foam blocks at us.  Each runner had to answer 5 questions correctly to advance.
• Next we ran out of the building and into the streets, until we reached an aid station.  This aid station had watermelon for everyone to eat and it was also the shoe-change station.  Everyone had to change into a different pair of shoes at this point.   Everyone… this was not a questionable item.  I have no idea if these were shoes that we turned in at the beginning or if the shoes were just provided for everyone.

The race carried out in a fairly normal fashion from this point on in my dream.  I remember finishing the race in five and a half hours in my dream and being upset at my time.  But if I’m looking at it from a completely awake view, that is pretty amazing considering all the weird stuff they required of participants.

I’m pretty sure the race was taking place in Phoenix, although I’m not 100% sure.

Have you ever had any bizarre running-related dreams?