{"id":237,"date":"2013-03-29T05:07:24","date_gmt":"2013-03-29T05:07:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.ramblingrunnergirl.com\/?p=237"},"modified":"2013-03-29T05:07:24","modified_gmt":"2013-03-29T05:07:24","slug":"whats-your-dream","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.ramblingrunnergirl.com\/?p=237","title":{"rendered":"What&#8217;s Your Dream?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Anybody who has ever seen the movie Pretty Woman should remember the line where the guy says \u201cWelcome to Hollywood!\u00a0 What\u2019s your dream?!\u00a0 Everyone who comes to Hollywood gots to have a dream\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s true.\u00a0 We all have dreams.\u00a0 I am notorious for having very vivid and really weird dreams, and I inevitably remember the ones that are excessively strange, like when I was pregnant with Ally and I dreamt I was riding a giant chicken.\u00a0 What the heck is that about?! But that\u2019s not exactly what I\u2019m referring to here.\u00a0 I\u2019m really talking about the things that we hope for, that kind of dream.\u00a0 Some dreams are realistic like, I dream of eating pizza and ice cream this weekend, and that Michigan State will win against Duke tomorrow night\u2026not completely out of the realm of possibility.\u00a0 Other dreams are completely fanciful, like dreaming I will win the Ironman championships in KONA someday.\u00a0 Ummmm, not likely.<\/p>\n<p>I do have a real dream.\u00a0 Ok, I have lots of dreams actually.\u00a0 I have a dream that someday I will go to Ireland and rent a little cottage for a month or two so I can start writing my book.\u00a0 I\u2019ll tour the Irish countryside and drink beer with the locals.\u00a0 And I\u2019ll become a best-selling author.\u00a0 I have a dream that someday, someone will present me with one of those pretty, little blue boxes from Tiffany\u2019s.\u00a0 I have a dream I\u2019ll get to visit my friend Jess in Australia and dive the Great Barrier Reef.\u00a0 And, despite the fact that I\u2019ve denied it for fear of admitting it, I have a dream of being in love again.\u00a0 Preferably with someone who is also in love with me. I guess only time will tell\u2026<\/p>\n<p>But since I am Rambling Runner Girl, let\u2019s talk about my running dreams.\u00a0 I have a dream that someday I might qualify for the Boston Marathon.\u00a0 And that leads to a dream of actually running the Boston Marathon.\u00a0 When I ran my first marathon in 2001, I had absolutely no thoughts of this particular dream.\u00a0 I dreamt only of crossing the finish line in Chicago and living to tell about it.\u00a0 However, as my running career progressed, so did my dreams.\u00a0 I got faster.\u00a0 I broke 4 hours.\u00a0 I keep inching closer and closer to the possibility of a BQ (Boston Qualifier for those less integrated into the running world).\u00a0 And just as I got right within reach, the Boston Athletic Association went and lowered the times needed to qualify.\u00a0 Now, I\u2019m no longer just a minute away from my qualifying time.\u00a0 No, now I have to drop at least 7 minutes and 12 seconds from my fastest marathon time.\u00a0 Big sigh\u2026<\/p>\n<p>When my friend, Steve decided to run the Vancouver marathon in May to complete his first full, and I so graciously invited myself to join him, we talked about both of us running fast enough to get me that BQ for HIS birthday (his bday is the day before the race).\u00a0 We were sitting at Nick\u2019s birthday dinner at Drunken Fish eating sushi and drinking Dirty Martinis as this whole conversation took place (well, Nick and I were drinking martinis, Steve was likely drinking Diet Dr. Pepper) and then I went home and registered for Vancouver that night.\u00a0 I guess you could say I like to make a big deal of my friends\u2019 birthdays.<\/p>\n<p>Tonight I led the social run at the store, but it wasn\u2019t the same.\u00a0 Steve wasn\u2019t there.\u00a0 At least not for the run.\u00a0 He showed up later to hang out with all of us afterward, but he is unfortunately injured.\u00a0 The other day I got the following text from Steve:\u00a0 \u201cI am so %#&amp;$* for Vancouver\u201d. \u00a0The sad reality is I might be taking on the Vancouver course on my own.\u00a0 I\u2019m not sure if that sucks more for me or him.\u00a0 It sucks for me, cause I was hoping he would pull me along fast enough to get under that 3:40 mark.\u00a0 But it sucks for him because despite his best efforts, he keeps getting injured and that 26.2 keeps eluding him altogether.\u00a0 Yeah, ok, it probably sucks more for him.\u00a0 At least I get to make the attempt.<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019m still hopeful that Steve will be running with me that day, in some capacity.\u00a0 Even if we don\u2019t run the whole race together, I\u2019m hoping that he\u2019ll be there at some point to celebrate with me, just like he has at so many other points over the past year.<\/p>\n<p>So, I will go on about my training for Vancouver.\u00a0 And I will hope that Steve will be well enough to, at the very least, run me into the finish.\u00a0 Many things have to come together on May 5 for me to live a dream\u2026the weather, remaining injury free, pacing myself just right, remembering all my gear, not wearing shoes that come untied (Stupid Kinvaras.\u00a0 Ok, so that was probably the fault of me, not the shoes), and avoiding any other freak things getting in the way.\u00a0 So, we\u2019ll see.\u00a0 If nothing else, I will keep chipping away at my goal.\u00a0 I may hit it.\u00a0 I may not.\u00a0 But I\u2019ll go enjoy a good, long run through beautiful British Columbia. Whether I get that 3:39:59 or not, I\u2019m still going to keep trying to achieve it.\u00a0 And eventually I might get to realize that dream.\u00a0 Someday\u2026<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_238\" style=\"width: 310px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.ramblingrunnergirl.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/03\/IMAG2618.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-238\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-238\" alt=\"Steve, RRG, Nick and Dan enjoying some post run Froyo \" src=\"http:\/\/www.ramblingrunnergirl.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/03\/IMAG2618-300x168.jpg\" width=\"300\" height=\"168\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.ramblingrunnergirl.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/03\/IMAG2618-300x168.jpg 300w, http:\/\/www.ramblingrunnergirl.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/03\/IMAG2618-1024x575.jpg 1024w, http:\/\/www.ramblingrunnergirl.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/03\/IMAG2618-624x350.jpg 624w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-238\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Steve, RRG, Nick and Dan enjoying some post run Froyo<\/p><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Anybody who has ever seen the movie Pretty Woman should remember the line where the guy says \u201cWelcome to Hollywood!\u00a0 What\u2019s your dream?!\u00a0 Everyone who comes to Hollywood gots to have a dream\u2026\u201d It\u2019s true.\u00a0 We all have dreams.\u00a0 I am notorious for having very vivid and really weird dreams, and I inevitably remember the [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"aside","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-237","post","type-post","status-publish","format-aside","hentry","category-randomthoughts","post_format-post-format-aside"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p4eO4v-3P","_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.ramblingrunnergirl.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/237","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.ramblingrunnergirl.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.ramblingrunnergirl.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.ramblingrunnergirl.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.ramblingrunnergirl.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=237"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"http:\/\/www.ramblingrunnergirl.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/237\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":414,"href":"http:\/\/www.ramblingrunnergirl.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/237\/revisions\/414"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.ramblingrunnergirl.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=237"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.ramblingrunnergirl.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=237"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.ramblingrunnergirl.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=237"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}