From wandering to running

I dreamt that I was flying back home from Alabama. My cousin, Ashley, was with me along with someone else. We got to the airport and had to wait a bit. In the center, there was an outdoor area with a couple trees, one big one in the middle. It was very bright and sunny out. We were out there for a little then went back inside. The waiting area was a large room, not packed full of people though. My old dog, Anna (passed a few years ago, Great Dane) was in there running around and greeting everyone. She was very excited. Mr. Michael (my school principal) was there walking around talking to people. We talked about something (don’t remember what). As it got closer to leave, I went to use the restroom. It was a private bathroom. The toilet paper ran out so I had to put a new roll on. When I went to leave, I opened the door and it went into a big hotel suite. The curtains were closed so there was little light and I had to try to find my way out. I opened several doors before getting to the main door. A maid was opening the door the same time as me. We both said sorry and I took off down the hall as she walked to the next room. As I turned the corner, I came out into the gym reception area. I started running through it, the gym which had yoga balls not regular gym equipment, into a conference room where there were people. I was jumping over people, over chairs, and over tables. The conference room and gym were both built on a gradual slope, so I was running up it.