Brace yerselves, because I've just remembered... last night I dreamed that I EXERCISED! Whoa!
I was on the treadmill and I was FLYING. No huffing and puffing, no sweat, no fatigue, no cramps or aches or pains.
In fact, in my dream (nightmare?) I had so much energy, I remember walking to every single one of the tracks on a 90-minute long CD and then I just KEPT ON GOING!
Yeah, right. Only in my dreams.
Anyway, I do have an idea as to what's caused this very disturbing dream, but I still would like to know what it means. Are there any dream-symbolism experts among one of you, my three loyal readers?
And even more importantly than that: can the dream be counted as real exercise?
(Take note: I'll be
ignoring overlooking any answers boiling down to "no.")
Hooray! In that case, I'm done for the day!
Time for reclining and coffee and Dr. Phil and Oprah.
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