Sunday, February 13, 2011
The other day, I took a nap and while napping, I had a dream. In my dream, I was on a bike ride and I biked all over the metro area (I live in the northern suburbs of Minneapolis and St. Paul). At one point, I rode my bike 10 miles from somewhere in Minneapolis to the State Fair in St. Paul.
Along the way, I met all kinds of people that I knew. Some of the people were from my present and others were from my recent and distant past. Some were even from elementary school. A few people, when I told them that I was going to bike here or there, they expressed doubt that I would be able to bike that distance. When I told them where I had already been, they changed their minds and not only encouraged me, but joined me in my ride.
It was so awesome! When I woke up, I felt so good, both physically and emotionally. It was awesome to see all the people from my life and the exercise felt so good. I was even a little stiff when I woke.
Later that evening, something made me angry and crabby. I was supposed to go to the gym with my husband, but being angry and crabby made me stubbornly refuse to go. Until...
...I remembered how good I felt in my dream after having a long bike ride. So, I went to the gym and worked hard. And I felt so good afterward.