Hey there, Its not Feb 11th. 10 more Sundays to go until the big one.
I had a dream about three days ago that at the start of the FLM, I was going great guns. Around 9 min miles. Then after two miles, I stopped to re-tie my shoelace. Took about 5 minutes doing it!
Then I got back on the pace (and better) and was heading for around 3:45 hrs at around the 14 miles mark and then hit the wall. At around 20 I got a second wind and really pushed myself despite having legs that weighed a ton.
Never did find out If I crossed the finish line or what time I got.
Any one else care to share their FLM dreams on here?
Nosh
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Sure it wasn't a premonition. Sounds like many of my FLM's.
You usually finish but it is not pretty ;-)
I dreamt many times that it wouldn't hurt and the fact that I had done 1 x 18 miler in training meant the last 8 was just like 2 loops of the block where I live and it couldn't be that difficult !!!
5 hrs 26 mins says how hard it was, and the pain for the following fortnight was incredible.
Dreaming of sub 4.45 this time around and a more sensible pace as opposed to getting caught up in the occasion very early on asuffering big time around the Docklands !!
I often have cheese sarnies for supper ;o)
Now THAT is a dream! No wonder you remembered it!
I forgot to say in my dream the other day, I noticed mid race Ididnt have a running ship so even if I did finish the race in my dream, I wouldnt have recorded an official time
I love dreams.
I went home and my wife came in.She asked me how I got home, and told me Barry was still waiting at the finnish line to get my Photograph.
How queer!
Horrible.
Had my first marathon dream of the season a couple weeks ago. Started running fine, doing quite well, saw a Starbucks and decided to nip in for a Grande Cappuccino and have a chat with some mates, somehow forgot I was running the marathon then suddenly remembered and started running again, finished in 3:01. And the stupidest thing about it all was I was gutted with the time!
Dreamed I was in the marathon but stopped off at someone's house to see them on the way. Got back into the race but was stuck behind giant red London buses, which I couldn't get past, plus a load of horses. Then needed the loo and, like Laura, took about 20 minutes. When I woke I couldn't tell whether I'd actually got to the end of the race or not.
So it's not just me then?!
I was anxiously waiting around at the start, couldn't remember whether I'd managed to change starting pens as planned, then sneaked into a pen which then turned into an open-topped bus, which then turned into a railway carriage which scooted us through a very long tunnel to the start line. Everyone else in the pen was a very skinny bloke with a beard. (Possibly a gaggle of vintage Mike Grattons, but no names were mentioned as far as I can remember...) When we finally got to the start it was in a pretty Austrian ski resort - all very well, nice and picturesque and all that, but a long way to the finish in London and it was blimmin' freezing cold and snowing. I felt slightly under-dressed.
Anyway here it is if anyone is interested...
At the start I joined a pacer, she was really annoied as she didn't want anyone to actually run with her. Anyway we set off and I found out that she was a 5 minute mile pacer not a 15 minute one!! Second shock was just as we were about to start my sister turned up (totally disorganised) and asked me to wait for her...this annoied the "pacer" even more....(and me as she has a tendancy to do that in real life!!)
Anyway we set off and started running through all these really dark, wet, rubbish filled alleys and I didn't have my soxs on and ended up with huge blisters!! Anyway the pacer abandoned me and my sister - and as I ran past some crowds I asked them if I was last and they said "yes", when I asked them again as I saw other people running behind me, they said yes you are definately last - the people behind you are kids in a fun run!!! (It doesn't stop there!) At a point I and my sister appeared to be carrying loads of "stuff" (spare shoes/socks/coats etc) and I was getting so tired I asked her if I could throw them away, she said no and got us to stop in a really posh hotel to get a trolley to carry the stuff around...(and theres more)...whilst we stopped at the hotel I decided to go to the loo...there was a queue and when I eventually got to a cubicle I couln't get the door to shut and much to my disgust consequently ended up doing a "paula"..... We left the hotel, I with dirty shorts and pulling a great big porters trolley behind me....
How about that????!!!!!
BTW the ones about spending 20 minutes in the loo aren't that unrealistic, the queues are pretty long...
i lost 30 minutes in loo qs last year
this is a great thread though
Great to see there are loads of dreamers.
I had another one two nights ago:
I was competing in a kind of multi event thing for a kind of sports day. My event: Long jump (me?!?) High jump (!!! I'm a shortie!) and marathon (which was on a 250metre running track!
The long jump I won (!!! ) but the run up was through a house and wasnt in a straight line. i managed to jump out of the pit.
The Marathon. Again, I stopped to sort my laces out. I started well late, caught eeryone up and past them. stopped for about 20 minutes to change my laces (not to do them up! to change them!). Then had a bite of some other team mates burger before setting off again. I needed to be in the top 8 for our team to win. I was easily going to do it.......when.......(Can anyone guess what I stopped for...?)
oy oy oy! what a laugh!
Hope everyone is well
keep the dreams a comin'
Nosh
The recurring nightmare I've had (at least 4 times now) is ridiculous... I dream that I get lost on the way! I lose everyone else in front (yeah, right) and am running through backstreets not knowing which way to go, and looking out for small 'marathon this way' signs the size of street signs... and I always end up in a field, woods, or alleyways, really upset that I've got lost!
Had a funny new one the other night though. There was a half-way 'break' where everyone just got together and chatted on some steps. When it was time to start running again, I ran for about a minute and then realised I'd taken my trainers off and forgot to put them back on again. Went back to the rest area and they were nowhere to be seen so I was all in a panic trying to decide whether I should try to run the second half of the marathon in just my socks or whether that would be dangerous!
I hope these dreams are not any sort of omen, that's all I can say!
(Olive Oyl - definitely glad to know it's not just me that has these 'getting lost' dreams.... I always laugh at myself when I wake up.)
My other dream was something about forgetting gels. My dreams tend to be quite realistic aka boring.
I don't know why I dream about forgetting stuff, I have a pre-race ritual and forgetting stuff is probably the last thing that would ever happen!
Woke up, went back to sleep, then dreamt I was in the runners pen and couldn't find an RW pacer for love nor money.
Off to bed shortly, wonder if I'll dream about it any more?!
Queing through peoples houses (hallways) to get to start, wearing a big black furry hat and ski jacket...biggest tradegy at the start was I realised I didn't have my magical red laces!!! also went over "timing mat" and then had to queue again to eat a jacket potato b4 starting to run...at finish had to queue again (in someones house) to get finishers "congratulations" card (no medal), which some old woman was plucking from a big card rack and writing out individually as people went through....phew thought I'd been swimming when I woke up!!!
Wouldn't have missed it for anything though. Had to defer this year due to ongoing achilees niggle, but will have another go at 4 hours in 2008 FLM!!
don't worry, it's a great feeling of team spirit, bit of dodging/weaving needed for first few miles, but o.k.
As long as you are in the right pen for your speed, i'm sure you will be fine. Good luck.