I use to think there were two kinds of dreams. Those that happen by themselves while we are sleeping, and which are thereby out of our control, and the daytime fanciful dreams for the future, that we can control.
But!
I hadn't learned my latest lesson from Colby. Thanks to our road trip yesterday he had some time to teach me a thing or two!
Turns out there's another kind of dream that happens at night called a lucid dream. In this type of dream, even though you are sleeping, you're actually aware that you are dreaming. Wow! Who would have thought? But wait! There's more. Apparently you can control this kind of dream.
I was amazed!
The whole discussion took place because I was telling him about my latest Ironman dream, and thankfully he helped me understand what much of the dream meant, and also explained how to influence it next time around.
And I wish I had all these insights a couple of days ago because I may have saved myself some grief. I don't remember all the details of the dream (nightmare) but a few are still very, very clear. From a general perspective I remember that everything was going wrong, most notably things I had forgotten to do, or to bring. More specifically I totally forgot my nutrition, and sometime between the swim and the bike I was scrambling to borrow, and also to prepare, some carbo powder to take on my ride.
In the end I managed to beg about half of what I needed from a fellow competitor, but I never even got it mixed properly. It was more of a big lump of half dissolved powder floating in my bottle of warm water. Disgusting!
But somehow I was planning on carrying on and despite quite a bit of anxiety I got on my bike. Things were going along in this terrible state until they actually got worse!
I ran out of gas!
No not the kind of physiological gas that I often refer to, but rather petroleum gas! WTF!! Yup I needed to stop for gas! Within the dream there was no explanation for this irrational incident, I just know I needed gas. But if you think that was bad wait til I tell you what they did with the gas when I purchased it.
They poured it into my disgusting half dissolved carbohydrate solution!!
At about the time I was considering whether I would still be able to drink it, I thankfully woke up.
Wow!!
Anyway, with my new learning from Colby I approached bedtime last night with an open mind. I woke up at least 10 times, and I'm pretty sure I had a different dream each time. In the last and most vivid one I was running around a slum area somewhere in Mexico, trying to avoid being robbed. Just as I was finally cornered by 4 very determined street hoodlums I woke up! And believe it or not.
I'm pretty sure I woke up on purpose!!
Lucid dreams. Who would-a thought?
This week was a cutback week for my long run, and so I did a very nice, very comfortable, very snappy, little, half marathon. I feel like a million bucks right now and it just keeps on coming. I'm confident that the feeling is gonna remain, even as I start building the distance significantly. Game on!
21.1 kms, 1:47:14
"Reality is wrong. Dreams are for real."---Tupac Shakur
Love
Peter
But!
I hadn't learned my latest lesson from Colby. Thanks to our road trip yesterday he had some time to teach me a thing or two!
Turns out there's another kind of dream that happens at night called a lucid dream. In this type of dream, even though you are sleeping, you're actually aware that you are dreaming. Wow! Who would have thought? But wait! There's more. Apparently you can control this kind of dream.
I was amazed!
The whole discussion took place because I was telling him about my latest Ironman dream, and thankfully he helped me understand what much of the dream meant, and also explained how to influence it next time around.
And I wish I had all these insights a couple of days ago because I may have saved myself some grief. I don't remember all the details of the dream (nightmare) but a few are still very, very clear. From a general perspective I remember that everything was going wrong, most notably things I had forgotten to do, or to bring. More specifically I totally forgot my nutrition, and sometime between the swim and the bike I was scrambling to borrow, and also to prepare, some carbo powder to take on my ride.
In the end I managed to beg about half of what I needed from a fellow competitor, but I never even got it mixed properly. It was more of a big lump of half dissolved powder floating in my bottle of warm water. Disgusting!
But somehow I was planning on carrying on and despite quite a bit of anxiety I got on my bike. Things were going along in this terrible state until they actually got worse!
I ran out of gas!
No not the kind of physiological gas that I often refer to, but rather petroleum gas! WTF!! Yup I needed to stop for gas! Within the dream there was no explanation for this irrational incident, I just know I needed gas. But if you think that was bad wait til I tell you what they did with the gas when I purchased it.
They poured it into my disgusting half dissolved carbohydrate solution!!
At about the time I was considering whether I would still be able to drink it, I thankfully woke up.
Wow!!
Anyway, with my new learning from Colby I approached bedtime last night with an open mind. I woke up at least 10 times, and I'm pretty sure I had a different dream each time. In the last and most vivid one I was running around a slum area somewhere in Mexico, trying to avoid being robbed. Just as I was finally cornered by 4 very determined street hoodlums I woke up! And believe it or not.
I'm pretty sure I woke up on purpose!!
Lucid dreams. Who would-a thought?
This week was a cutback week for my long run, and so I did a very nice, very comfortable, very snappy, little, half marathon. I feel like a million bucks right now and it just keeps on coming. I'm confident that the feeling is gonna remain, even as I start building the distance significantly. Game on!
21.1 kms, 1:47:14
"Reality is wrong. Dreams are for real."---Tupac Shakur
Love
Peter
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