As soon as I decided to give up marathons, I started dreaming about running.
I dreamed running had been outlawed, but I had to deal with an emergency in a distant place, there was nothing to do but run there, so I kept running throughout the dream.
I dreamed about an Indian village, raided. The people who discovered it found the body of a woman, embalmed her head and took it with them, so they could find out who she was. A girl who saw the head almost fainted. It belonged to her mother. She was a marathon runner.