8-mile.

No, not the Eminem movie. I'm talking about my weekly long run thing. Actually, it was 8.4 miles. What makes this so unusual isn't that I finished it, because I've done 2 half-marathons. But the thing is, I finished those using walk breaks. This is the first time I've ever run this far without a walk break. I left the path for about 1 minute to go to the bathroom out in the bushes, but other than that, I ran the whole time. That's the longest I've ever run in my whole life!!! It was a fantastic morning, cold and drizzly. That's pretty stupendous itself in the high desert in the middle of a draught.
On my blog there's a post back in September or maybe August, where I go on and one about how "Today I ran for 5 whole minutes straight!" Today, I ran for nearly 2 hours straight, another triumph of stubbornness over speed. Then I swam 400 meters in about 12 minutes, and I'm happy to say, the shoulder is fine. My Timex Ironman watch-heart-rate thingy says that I burned 1950 calories. That ought to be worth a pint of soy ice cream, chocolate brownie flavor.
If you'll excuse me, I think I've earned a day of sloth.