I had my first ever "running" dream last night. I was at the Soldier Field 10 mile race. Stephan had already started, but I decided to take my time and be a little lazy. I just watched everyone pass through the starting line as I talked to people. A little while later, I started seeing the finishers come back around. I thought maybe I should start this thing... but it was too late. I had missed the race. It was dark outside and the course markers had all been taken down.
I still tried to run it, but one of Stephan's friends stopped me, invited me to sit at a coffee shop and discuss why I was trying to run a race in the dark with no markers.
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Oh that's funny.
I've never had a racing nightmare, but this sounds so much like my anxiety dreams (always around school).
I'm grateful that all my running dreams have been good - so far.
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