On the Day the Wall Came Down

Too stupid to be lucid!
And now I got this song by Pink Floyd in my head all the time, because that's what happened, the wall came down, but not in a good way!

So I was walking along a corridor on the way to my "living quarters", seeing two of my neighbors talking to each other there, but it was more like all of the building was one huge community apartment. Everyone had their quarters behind a door they could close, but in a way more like at a hotel, with shared living space outside with furniture and all. It dawned on me that something about this wasn't quite right as I walked into my own space, and I looked at my Master's image on the wall and said to him that I thought I might be dreaming but just wasn't quite sure about it. So I tried to test it by flying upward in the room, but the first time it didn't work and it became just a normal jump. With some grim determination I insisted that "I can do this," and then I floated upward. But before I could enjoy the discovery of my dream state I got interrupted by a loud cracking noise from the bathroom. I got back down to the floor and ran over there to investigate and found that the wall had cracked open above this metal bar above the tub, as if the bar was too heavy for the wall. There were some clothes and/or towels on the bar, and I removed a wet towel that was still stuffed on top - but still all this stuff couldn't be that heavy?! Then I noticed there was already another large crack that had opened along the ceiling too. I went to grab my camera to document the damage for the landlady.

My Master was personally present in the living room now and was just silently watching me, but my annoying grandma (who died years ago) was also there and bugging me with some irrelevancies as usual, plus there were two critters running around that seemed to be half rats and half cats, and I didn't want these critters in my apartment and tried shoving them out the window, all the while the grandma kept pestering me while I kept trying to make clear I had no time now because I had to photograph the damaged walls and ceiling. And my Master just stood watching my idiocy.
I apologized to him later - after waking, that is - because I felt so stupid.

But well... I know this is exactly where I have to persist now. It's like when I started running the treadmill at McFit two years ago, and running a treadmill for my first time since my old gym hadn't had any, and in the start I cranked the treadmill up to an unbelievable 13 kph and felt I was running so fast, for a whole minute! (It's about 8 mph, it's ridiculous. It's an ok speed for a constant 30 minutes, yet anything but a sprint speed!)
Then I discovered the profiles which change speeds automatically - a profile has 20 segments, the length of which depends on the total length of the session you program,which can be 10, 20, 30, 40 minutes... so at 10 minutes, one segment is 30 seconds. Whenever the fastest segment at 19 kph (~11.5 mph) came I had to shift back down because I couldn't hold that speed for 30 seconds - until one day I made it. Then I kept working on doing the fastest segment at the next level, where it's 21 kph (~13 mph). By now I can do the 30 seconds at the highest level (10 of 10) where it's 23 kph, and the 21 kph I can hold for a minute.
Last year I could run at 14 kph for 12 minutes and at 15 kph for 5 minutes. By now I can run 15 kph for 12 and 16 kph for 5 minutes. How did I achieve this? By persistently trying again and again. And that's the same thing I'll have to do with my awareness now.
My Master knows this, and of course he didn't do anything but just watched me. What should he have done? It would have been like, you're trying to run a marathon and someone gives you a bicycle. Riding the marathon on the bike will be easy, and you'll probably be the first one to finish! But of course, you'll be disqualified. :)