Marathon on a Cuise Ship

I was in the court where my mom lives (this is where a great many of my dreams take place) about to run a 5k marathon. I was nervous about it because I'm a truly terrible runner. But, for some reason I was already registered and ready to start, so I was going to attempt it.

I began to run; there were only about 3 other people besides me running, one of whom I believe was Mel Gibson. Since we were running in the court and the court is quite small, the race consisted of 5 or so laps up the hill and back down. Running down the hill was a piece of cake and running up was harder (surprise, my dreams are sometimes realistic).

I was doing surprisingly well. I was not afflicted with my real-life running debilitation and was actually making decent time and feeling good about it. I was sweating up a storm, but the uphills were invigorating and the downhills were encouraging. I would also rest at the top of the hill each time to catch my breath before continuing on.

My family was cheering me on from the steps of my mom's house: my mom, sister, and Grandpa were definitely there, in addition to a few others. My Grandpa even got up and ran next to me for part of it to encourage me.

I couldn't believe when we only had one more lap to go; I was going to make it! I ran down the hill next to another girl who was in the marathon and about halfway down, she turned around and made an easy dash back up the hill for the finish line. She had cheated! We were supposed to go all the way down the hill to the bottom, you can't just turn around halfway. Because of that her time was under 7 minutes and she had gotten all the glory.

In spite of her I ran all the way to the bottom of the court and touched the sidewalk at the bottom before turning around to make a good time in the low 7 minutes. I was so happy!

After I finished, I turned to where my family had been sitting and there was suddenly a whole crowd of people and I was on a cruise ship. I had to go find my room so that I could shower and change for dinner. Did I bring anything nice to wear? I wasn't sure.

Everyone was wearing ball gowns and fancy dresses. I couldn't find an elevator and asked an employee how to get to the "T" deck. He had a strong accent and was hard to understand but directed me toward an elevator. I think I got off at the wrong floor but was shortly fed some strange food which I ate at a table with Commander (or Lieutenant, depending on the season) Worf.

Flying with Medieval Worf

Dreamed: Thursday Night February 26

I watched someone get sucked into a standing ring of fuchsia goo that was a gateway to another world. Similar to Stargate, the movie (or the tv show), or going into an instance in World of Warcraft. I decided that I should go into the ring of goo also, and was whisked away to a medieval world of stone walls and walkways. I was outside on a sunny day with my partner in crime, who turned out to be Commander Worf, in a sort of castle complex, like in the game Ico or Neverwinter Nights (apparently I play too many video games).

We were walking around looking for "bad guys" to fight. Before long we had entered a court yard where I was flying over the grassy landscape using my magic dust powder, which did in fact appear to be light blue glitter. A sorceress appeared in the courtyard as the light dimmed to sunset. She took all of our magic items and we were scared and didn't know what to do. Worf and I climbed up on a ledge that led to another level of the castle. She flew over to meet us there and we were able to bargain with her to return some of our stuff.

Worf started taking a bit more of his stuff back from the lady when she wasn't looking; he's quite daring (today is a good day to die!). Then he confused and surprised me when he took more than half of his magic powder and mixed it in a beaker with some liquid to make neon green goo. I didn't know what it was for, but I figured it had to be good for him to use up most of his magic powder.