Posts Tagged ‘Dreams’

Running in the Rain

May 5th, 2009

This past weekend I ran the Long Branch Half Marathon (www.njmarathon.org) in Long Branch, New Jersey.  It was the wettest half marathon I’ve ever run…the only other wet one being when I ran the same race last year.  But lets be honest…running in the rain is what we used to love to do as kids, and now you can do it as an adult without anyone thinking your crazy.  They just think you’re crazy for running a half marathon.  Perhaps we are crazy, those 9,000 of us who were out there in the rain, but if so, than I’m OK with it.

Last year I ran a 1:50:27, a PR for me.  This year?  2:55.  1 Hour, 5 minutes slower.  You’d think I’d be disappointed.  You’d think perhaps that I got injured during the run.  You’d think I wouldn’t want to let people know my time.  Well, you’d be wrong.

This year I had the honor of helping my girlfriend achieve her PR in the race.  Together, through almost 3 hours of rain and wind, we pushed through it all to help her knock 21 minutes over her previous time.  That, by anyone’s standards, is an amazing feat.  What made it even more amazing was that in the 14 weeks we were training, she missed 2.5 weeks due to sickness, one week due to vacation, and struggled throughout with a resurgence of asthma.  But through it all, she stayed focus and positive, and I’m proud to say she kicked some butt!

See, happiness in running is not always found through your own successes.  Sometimes, and probably the luckiest of times, happiness in running is found through someone else’s achievements, through someone else reaching their goal.  I was proud and excited to help her reach her goal, but not only that, I actually was able to enjoy the race.  I wasn’t huffing and puffing and hurting and struggling to reach a new PR for me.  I was able to run easy, and take time to enjoy the simple act of running.  I was able to fully appreciate the beauty of 9,000 mostly complete strangers coming together for one purpose, one goal…to cross the finish line.  Sometimes when you’re too focused on yourself, you miss the bigger, and oftentimes greater, picture. 

Take the time to help someone else reach their goal.  Through their achievement, you too will feel like you accomplished something great.

 

“A life isn’t significant except for its impact on other lives.” 
 - Jackie Robinson

Was it a dream?

April 6th, 2009

Last night I had a dream that I was a little kid again and my brother and I were running around the house looking for our Easter eggs as part of our annual Easter egg hunt.  At the end we always got our Easter basket with this giant chocolate bunny and assorted goodies.  It got me thinking this morning about these traditions that we all have during the holidays, that have nothing to do with the real purpose or reason for the inception of the holiday.  Easter is a happy time for kids, filled with bunnies, marshmallow chicks, colored eggs, and lots of chocolate.  This is technically a morbid holiday, celebrating the death and resurrection of our religious leader… In other countries around the world, they re-enact the crucifixion at this time of year, but here…. no we eat chocolate!  It just really seems bizarre to me.   Who came up with adding a bunny and chocolate to this particular holiday?  I would like to meet this man…. its pure genius…

Same thing with Christmas!  Whose idea was it to bring a tree in the house and put lights on it to celebrate the birth of Jesus?  How did they come up with this idea?  What man came up with the idea of hanging mistletoe (besides one trying to get in the pants of whatever lady was nearby)?  These are things that make no real sense to me…. I have been pondering this all day, and I can’t come up with any type of answer that makes sense.  Maybe it came to them in a dream too…

Crazy Nazi Zombie Aliens…and the People Who Love Them

February 27th, 2009

Last night I had a dream…

I am locked in a school cafeteria with a group of people.  We keep checking the windows and doors because something is coming.  And then we see it…Crazy Nazi Zombies…and they are out to get us.  Immediately I go into action mode, karate kicking and chopping and beating up Nazi Zombies like there’s not tomorrow.  I am the General Patton of Nazi Zombie beating.  Finally…they’re all defeated.  But just as we’re getting ready to leave…boom…more Nazi Zombies, but this time they talk and know how to use weapons.  They immediately kill one of friends (sorry Jones), so I do this super jump up to the ceiling where I use my acrobatic Jackie Chan skills to fling myself from pipe to pipe to escape.  I reach the roof, where I see someone across the street has broken into an armory, and starts mowin down zombies with machine guns.  Awesome, we’re saved.  So we’re trying to deal with this post-zombie world, when all of the sudden…Aliens!   They’re shooting us with lazers from thier space ship, so I tell everyone not to move so they can’t see us (Everyone knows Aliens eye sight is motion sensitive…duh!).   I jump up on a wall, and in true David and Goliath style I fling a rock at them…and their ship crashes!  The world is on it’s way to being saved…so me and my Dad strap on some hunting gear and get to work…

- Fin -

So, as you can tell, I am one of those people who has amazingly vivid dreams, and I more often than not remember them and share them with people who then think I’m crazy.   I love dreams; and luckily, since sleeping is one of my favorite hobbies, I have a lot of them.

Dreams are the one place where you can be whoever you want, do whatever you want, go wherever you want.  You can be a superhero and save lives…and if you’re into it (rice cakes), you can even wear the blue and red tights.  You can see the great pyramids, visit the land down under (Australia, not South Jersey…who would wanna go there?), ski the Alps, hang out in Atlantis.  Fight crime, date that girl you’ve always wanted to, fly through the sky, levitate things (one of my favorites), or, in unfortunate cases, show up to work in nothing but your underwear…oh wait, that wasn’t a dream…

Anyway, my advice to all of you: sleep more, dream more, imagine more.  You’ll never know where your mind might take you next.  Just make sure you wear pants to work.

- Just Call Me Lungs