During the dream, I couldn't find my corral (there aren't corrals at the Fox Valley Marathon, of course, but whatever). I looked down at my bib, which didn't give me any indication as to where to go. After catching up with my corral as it walked towards the start line, I realized my bib was pinned to a down jacket. And I had a gym bag slung across my body.
So I started to run, then pulled my bib off my jacket, trying to pin it on my shirt under the jacket and gym bag.
I knew it was bound to happen, but really? I don't sleep enough as is, and now I'm dreaming about what could go wrong at the marathon.