As I've been feeling better the past couple of nights, I have managed to fall into some pretty deep sleeps. I mean, if the house caught fire, I probably wouldn't stir. Clearly my body has needed it, but it's come with some pretty insane dreams.
Dreams have always fascinated me. Back in my school days, I even did a large research paper on the topic. Fun fact: everyone dreams, whether you remember them or not. While you sleep, your brain takes things from your short term memory and moves them to your long term memory bank. This transfer of information leads to the jumbled mess of a dream.
Lucid dreaming is when the individual is aware what they are experiencing is, in fact, just a dream. I am a lucid dreamer. This information will come to play later in the story.
I fell asleep shortly after my head hit the pillow. Before 9pm, even. Next thing I know, I see myself standing in a crowd of runners. It didn't take long to realize I was standing at a race start. I'm watching myself stretch and talking to a group of people that were clearly friends, although I'd never seen them before.
Seconds before the race is to start, I begin to strip ... butt naked. At this point, I don't notice anyone else in the dream and start screaming to dream-me, What are you doing!?!?!? Dream me looks over at real me and points to a sign: Nude 5K.
The crowd of other runners disappeared, and dream-me took off to run a 5k - completely naked. I knew I was dreaming, but was still completely mortified.
Another fun fact: These nude races exist. I did not know this until I googled this morning...
When I first woke up, I was thinking what on earth just happened? I am a firm believer, after significant research, that our dreams can be a great tool in life. I do believe that there are reasons and lessons behind them. At least, there have been in my own life.
I tend to be a little shy and incredibility insecure when it comes to my body. I mean, I hesitate to wear tank tops in the summer for crying out loud.
Who knows what I was trying to tell myself in this dream, but one this is for certain... it's been way too long since I've gotten a run in and it must happen. Soon. Before I completely lose my mind and strip for a run...
Definitely a security issue! I rarely remember my dreams. I'm aware that I DO have dreams, but unless I've eaten quite off plan and have a vivid nightmare, they don't rise to the surface of my consciousness. My primal dead asleep is just that...dead to my consciousness in the morning. ;)
ReplyDeleteHahaha! That's a great dream! I'd wake up in a panic if I had that dream! I don't dream offer (or at least I don't remember if I do) but when I do, its always such a long dream. I've often wanted to write my dreams out, and then later interpret them, but then I forget. Lol
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I dream quite often and so much of the time they are quite bizarre ... although no fitness nudity (I have heard of those nude runs and can't even imagine the physical discomfort of all that jiggles! I also remember a piece in a magazine about naked yoga ... um, these will never happen for me!) I do find, no matter how fresh the dream is in my memory as I first wake up, I always forget the details. I've often thought I should stop and write things down as well ...
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