This weekend marked a first in my journey towards Ironman Florida 2007.
Anxiety dreams. Friday night I dreamed about the race, only in true dream style, the physical setting was not Panama City Beach but a distorted version of Clermont where the Great Floridian iron-distance triathlon is held. My swim went well, the bike was strong but slow, fighting the cutoffs. After finishing the bike, I became lost around the lake after a misdirection from a volunteer. Along the way my body felt heavier, slower. Each time I asked for directions, the person insisted on sharing their life's story before sending me along. Friends wanted me to stop and chat with them. All the while my pace fell more and more behind the cut-off.
Did I finish? Maybe. I woke up thinking I could still finish in 17:20. There was not question about my ability to finish the course, only the time cut-off. That's a good sign, right? :)
So, the first anxiety dream has come and gone. It won't be the last. I'm surprised it came so early in the journey but dreams can be funny things.
4 comments:
the real drama begins when you race naked in your dreams...
Ouch Flatman... just dreaming about that would hurt...
What does it say about me that I'm NOT training for an IM and I had a nightmare about competing in one this weekend! :) In mine I kept getting lost so people kept driving me around the course. It was awful but not nearly as bad as yours. It's good to get these over with now - by the time IMFL rolls around you won't have anymore scenarios to go through!
Well, once you really paid for the race, the reality set in, so maybe that was part of it. The part about friends wanting to stop and chat most likely could indicate all the distractions and interruptions you are bound to have on this journey, and how you deal with them will determine the outcome of your race. My interpretation anyway, and perfectly logical all things considered.
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