Friday, September 07, 2007

Ack...Nightmares Already?

So, almost everyone is familiar with pre race nightmares. They happen to us all, right? Well, something is wrong when they happen over a month before the event!

Apprently all my researching yesterday simply gave my brain fodder for toying with me. I had, not one, but two nightmares last night about Dick Collin's 50!

The first, I was going to the race, getting dressed somehow while driving, when I looked at the clock and saw that it was 6:15! Oh well, I guess I've missed the early start, okay, I'm almost there, I'll just start with the normal crowd. I drive up to the race, and ask the volunteers where to park. "Well, you'll need to drive 25 miles to the turn around, and take a bus back. Don't worry, the bus should only take 7 minutes". By this time, it's 6:25, so I'm getting concerned. I go to try to find parking, and have trouble. I leave my car somewhere and stop to sell a boom box (hmm? yeah...not sure the significance of that). Anyways, I go back outside, and I can't find my car! Now I'm freaking out. I ask my sister and friend if they will just take my keys, find it, and park it for me, as I really need to get to the race. However, I look in the middle of the street and about 4 amphipod bottles are lying there. At this point I realize my car has actually been stolen, and the theif had the good foresight to toss out my water bottles so that I could still so the race. Can't deal with the stolen car right now though, I've got to get to the race! I run over to the start and a bunch of runners are sitting around playing the guitar. They aren't racing today, but they point me in the direction of the start, behind a fence and up a trail out of sight. I'm frantically trying to tie a jacket for later around me, as I've missed the opportunity to leave a drop bag so I need to carry everything. Suddenly I realize it's after 7am already. I start crying as I tell my mom there's not too much chance now that I'll be able to finish the race; I just don't have enough time. She responds by telling me I need to send postcards to everyone who sent me a card at thanksgiving. She doesn't understand the gravity of the situation apparently. (In real life my mom is super supportive!).

So I woke up from that upset, but glad it was a dream, got some water, and went back to sleep.

Then I dreamed that I was getting ready again, this time in my own home down in socal, and while I was getting ready, I went to put up my hair. It looked normal, but when I parted it, I had almost no hair in the middle of my head! Instead there were masses of these crawly caterpillar like bugs that were eating all my hair!!! I was horrified, but the race was in an hour or so, and I figured I'd just deal with it later. But then when I looked at my hair pulled back, I could see my scalp literally crawling with these bugs, like my hair was alive. It was horrific. I finally admitted that there would be no racing for me today.

So, yes, I need to calm my mind down :). I think the dreams were more about general stress than race stress, but still, way for those fears to inflitrate me when I'm weak!

Off to a tired day of student teaching and a 20 miler :P

4 comments:

hao said...

hahaha... that was a really funny nightmare, but it's in such true nightmare format. hope you don't get too nervous. :) with your training, you'll definitely find a way to finish and finish strong on race day. smile. :)

cheers!

hao

btw, i am planning on doing a run at niesene mark next weekend? are you going to be around to run a few miles together?

Mauricio said...

Wow! Your nightmares are serious adventures!! :D

Read a book, rest, spend more time with friends, go to the movies, etc... Remember that it's all about having the most fun (races included). You'll do it good.

Cheers!

Backofpack said...

Those were funny - I like the way you kept deciding to "deal with it later, I've got a race to run". Funny...

About a week before Eric ran CCC I had a nightmare about it - when I got there to crew, they said I had to ride a bus to the top. It would drop us off and come back at the 30 hour cut off. I didn't have warm enough clothes to get through the night, and no way to carry Eric's gear - which was a concern because we had to hike the trail to every aid station! Too funny. I told Eric it wasn't fair for me to have nightmares about his events!

miki said...

omg!!