I only somewhat remember part of my last dream from last night and I think that part of the dream involved the character Miss Marple from the television series Agatha Christie’s Marple, which I watched an episode of last night before going to bed, but I can not remember what this part of the dream was about exactly; but maybe Miss Marple was in the dream or I thought about her or she helped start/fund the help/training/whatever center in this dream or her television show was on before the NFL Super Bowl started.
All that I can remember is that during the day I was in a fictional place with my parents and a group of people, we entered a one-story building with several large square-shaped windows along the wall near the entrance, and the building looked a bit like an office/help or support center combined with a boxing gym/exercise gym with its own obstacle course and a television on one of the walls.
Several men and women were using this building as a help/support center it seemed to help people through counseling, teaching, training, and more to help people learn to help themselves in life with many problems including: mental health problems, nutrition/cooking, exercise/fitness, education, cooking, and many other practical things and problems.
My parents went with me to support me on my first visit to this center/whatever as I hoped to get help with my anxiety/depression and other problems in my life and helpful training/experience in various things, and the workers/helpers talked to us and talked to/lectured us on/about some helpful advice.
After the lecture it was time to put some of that advice into action to practice using it in a physical way while getting exercise and practicing various things, we were going to do an obstacle course, and the goal was to do it as quickly as possible; and so the person with the quickest time would win.
The obstacle course involved facing various fears, practicing holding a weapon/taking cover/returning fire/and various other self-defense skills, footwork, speed, endurance, strength, and more; and I asked to go first, as they explained how the obstacle course worked, someone turned the television on American Football and it was the NFL Super Bowl.
The person who was going to do the obstacle course after me was my former female classmate LM, at some point I started the obstacle course taking my time to do things correctly, and I finished with a good time; and then my former classmate LM did the obstacle quickly without doing everything correctly or even trying, they did not penalize her for this to my surprise, and it seemed that she possibly finished the course faster than me.
I did not think that it was fair that people could rush through the course without doing it properly and not be penalized but I reminded myself that the focus was not about competition, but about us practicing/applying/training in skills that we learned that can help us in life while also getting exercise.
Many of us were watching the others do the obstacle course while also watching the Super Bowl, it was a very violent and disturbing match, and there were many fights and illegal things happening causing many penalties to be given and some people got kicked out of the game; but not enough was being done to stop the illegal and dangerous violence.
There were players doing illegal tackles, players hitting people after a play, players taking off their football helmets and hitting people with them, players kicking and stomping other players, players fighting each other, and several times both teams started fighting.
One of the worst moments of violence involved one player doing an illegal helmet-to-helmet tackle against another player, then after the play he took off his helmet and he hit the player that he just illegally tackled while he was on the ground in the head so hard that it knocked off his helmet, then he kicked him in the head while he was on the ground, then their teams started fighting again, and then he did a running kick to the head of the player while he was still down; and then he stomped on his head while he was unconscious on the ground, and it was like watching someone being murdered until some of players from the other team started fighting him.
All this violence was too much for me to watch, I wanted to jump into the television to stop him/it, and I wondered why the referees were doing such a terrible job trying to stop the violence; and I wondered why they did not end the game because it was completely out-of-control, and the referees were not giving enough penalties and they were not kicking enough players out of the game.
I did not want to watch people getting seriously injured for the rest of their lives and having their careers ended, I did not want to see people getting killed and beat to death, I did not want to see players constantly breaking the rules, and so I could no longer even really stand/bear/continue trying to watch this disturbing illegal violence; and it disturbed me so much that I woke up because of it combined with needing to use the bathroom combined with getting too hot because someone turned the heater on.