I finally made myself do a legitimate "long" run. (The quotation marks are because 12.5 miles isn't a long run to a lot of people, and even though it feels like a long run to me right now I feel like it's still just not that long.) *And* I didn't wait until the last minute before the last gym closed (it was the last minute before *our* gym closed, but our gym closes stupidly early). Even though it was a nice day it was still colder than I'd prefer, so I watched parts of Good Will Hunting, Sliding Doors, and Footloose (the old one...I guess there's a new one?) as I trudged along on the treadmill. Things didn't get uncomfortable until after about 8 miles. After that my legs and feet started to be a bit achy, and I was afraid I'd be sore later. But I told myself that if I kept going I'd be better able to stick other runs out, and it didn't ever get too bad. When I was done I was glad I had run what I had planned, but it made me realize that I don't think I like running for longer than about 2 hours. Sometime I'm going to do a marathon because it's something I'd like to do at least once, but really I think half marathons are the perfect Catherine distance. Later Eric and I dropped Elliott off at Eric's sister's house and we went to the Orem gym to chillax in the hot tub. It wasn't very hot. We also tried the hot room and the steam room. The steam room scares the bejeebees out of me. I'm pretty sure that if I don't suffocate in there I'm going to get gutted by some crazy hiding in the corner with one of those big fish hook stabber things. | 