Anxiety Dreams Cause Me Anxiety
I have my first Triathlon tomorrow. It’s a minisprint. It’s the Bottomless Sprint Triathlon. It’s a 400m swim, 9 mile bike, and 2.5 mile run.
I can do it, I can do all of it, swim, bike, and run. I’m confident I can do it.
BUT! I had a horrible dream last night. I think my subconscious has lost it’s mind.
I was running around like a chicken with my head cut off. I was in a building full of people. I was in a panic because I needed to get out of there, go to the house, pack my gear and get to the airport by 1:30 in order to make it to my triathlon the next morning. Somewhere along the line I get passed a child, a little boy with the most beautiful blue eyes and blonde hair. I take him with me as I was headed out, I put him in his car seat in my car and I get in and sit for a moment. Then I get out, run over to another car, look in it for no good reason and run back to my car. Little boy in the backseat is sleeping now. I drive out of the parking lot and the road is covered with people. They’re all walking in the street instead of along side it. I weave in and out of people moving very slow getting very frustrated because I’m going to miss my plane. People are yelling at me for being on the road so I go onto the shoulder and start driving there, and then the people are still yelling at me. I yell back “what do you want me to do, I just want to drive out of here, you’re on the road so I’m on the shoulder” some guy yells back, “you’re going to run over someone” of course I retort, “no one’s on the shoulder in the sand, how am I going to run over anybody, they’d have to be lying down buried under the sand and sit up as I’m coming near in order for me to hit them” guy rolls his yes.
I finally get past all the people and get back on the road. Then all the sudden I’m driving and there’s people running along side the road. They start yelling at me, and then THUNK! a body hits the side of my car and people start yelling. “I didn’t hit him” I yell, “he ran into my car”. I keep driving.
I head to one house, put my bike in a suitcase and throw it in the trunk. Little boy is still in the backseat sleeping. I notice that almost forgot the front wheel so I open up the front flap of the suitcase and put the wheel in there. I hope back in the car and I’m back on the road.
When I get to the next destination, which happens to be another house, I’m frantic, I don’t know how to get to the airport. I don’t have directions, and my laptop is at the other house that I just left. And then I can’t find my tri shorts. I’m picking clothes up off the floor looking for my shorts and finally since I can’t find them I pick up a pair of shorts, smell them, pronounce that they smell clean enough and toss them towards a bag.
There’s 2 other people in this room, women, they’re just watching me with blank stares on their faces. I find my paperwork for my flight to the city where the tri is and at that moment I yell “I MISSED MY PLANE”.
I woke up at that point. I apparently never made it to that triathlon.
I didn’t realize that I was having anxiety issues over this tri. I was happy go lucky, it was just going to be another walk in the park. And then this morning I woke up and now it’s at the forefront of my mind. Usually I get a belly ache the morning of an event. This type of dream is new to me when it comes to sporting events. But I’m fairly sure that my subconscious was just cracked out on something because I know that I’m going to do just fine. Actually, I’m going to do better than fine, I’m going to do GREAT!
I don’t have to do much, I just have to remember 2 words, stroke and breathe.
5 Responses to “Anxiety Dreams Cause Me Anxiety”
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July 11th, 2008 at 3:03 pm
Wow, I got anxious reading about your dream! Good luck tomorrow, I am sure you will do GREAT!!!
July 11th, 2008 at 4:41 pm
Good Luck!!!
July 12th, 2008 at 8:32 am
Good Luck, you will do awesome!
July 13th, 2008 at 8:50 pm
Hey Toni,
It was an anxiety causing dream. What was really funny was when I was driving into Roswell and started seeing signs for an airport. I couldn’t help but laugh at the whole situation.
August 5th, 2008 at 3:50 pm
I’ve had dreams where I showed up to the race and forgot my bike. You’ll start having dreams that are a lot like the ones you had in college, but they’ll be triathlon-related. It’s a good sign.