Eeeek!

So, last night I had a dream that I was racing in a triathlon, and the swim was in this HUGE pool, and instead of sending us out in lanes the race organizers sent us out to do about eight loops, all the way around the periphery of the pool. (I can't remember the final distance, but I think we were supposed to do enough loops to get to 5,000 meters.) Anyway, there were about 50 of us racing, and at the gun I started out strong and soon was in the first little group of four swimmers. So, out of nowhere, my cell phone (!) rings, I pull it out of my tri suit to answer, and it's my friend Howell, who is just calling to say hello. I told her I couldn't talk right then, that I was in the middle of the swim, and in fact I was in the top four! She was so excited for me and then we hung up.

So, that would've been weird enough. But then the nightmare happened.

I was swimming and began to tire a little, so I slipped to the middle of the pack. Then, suddenly, I felt like I was going really fast, zooming past the pack and around the loops with amazing speed, touching the walls each time as we'd been instructed to do. As I closed in on my last few laps, leaving my fellow competitors in the dust, a racer shouted to one of the officials, "She's cheating!" Then he turned to me and said, "You can't cheat like that. You can't do that. You have to complete each loop."

Now, I KNEW I had completed each loop, and I got so upset that I'd been challenged on that. But that doesn't compare with what happened next. The official told me I'd have to do the loops all over again, even though I knew I'd done everything right. He said I couldn't prove that I hadn't cheated, so I had to do it again.

So I did. And by the time I was finished everybody else was already on the bike and I'd missed the swim cutoff. So I had to pack my gear up and leave.

How depressing! Paging Dr. Freud ...

:)