i've started having marathon anxiety dreams. over the weekend there was one where i got the start line feeling good and ready and then realized that i had forgotten all my gels. and then the marathon turned out to be most running through apartment buildings, up and down stairs and jumping across alleyways from building to building, like in an action movie. last night i had one where the course was a double out-and-back but the first part was inside my friend walker's house in LA, and at some point i just started only running within the house. i lost track of how far i'd gone and panicked when i realized i'd been running the course wrong. and then he told me that there was a survey for participants to fill out, so i took a break to fill it out before realizing that i was losing even more time and didn't have to do it until after the race.
nerves, much?
also, it occurs to me for the first time that labyrinths or mazes (e.g., running through houses or apartment buildings, from room to room, while not being sure how to go or what will be around the next corner) have long been a motif in my dreams. wonder what that's about.
