I had the weirdest dream this morning…
Everyone from my family was at a park somewhere and up at the top of this grassy hill. I had walked down the hill for some reason and, when I looked back up toward everyone, my mom was starting to walk down what appeared to be the grass.
I started yelling out at her: “Mom, be careful! The grass is slippery! You’re going to fall!” “Wait for me to come and help you,” I shouted repeatedly.
Sure enough, she started slipping. Her arms were teetering in the air. I couldn’t see her feet, but she was at least keeping her balance as she slipped and wasn’t falling.
As I ran toward her, she came around the corner and was actually riding a skateboard!
She rolled up to me, bent down and picked up the skateboard, and said, “I’m OK, don’t worry!”
Two things: 1) My mom didn’t do skateboards, and 2) if she bravely did, she would have been yelling either, “RUUUDY, RUUUDY, RUUUDY!” (my dad’s name) or “DEENNNIS! DEENNNIS! DEENNNIS!” (mine).
I seriously got way too much sleep last night…
Training Journal – 9/7/13:
- Current plan: Foxy’s Fall Century Training Plan
- Today’s session: Rest
- Comments: Rest
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