Ever since my bike-cleated uphill trek through the Santa Ynez Valley, my Achilles tendon has been acting up.
I really thought that thing had healed, but I guess I'm not all that surprised given what I did to it.
Any attempt to run, even on the treadmill, has been causing pain (which I'm told is bad), so I've been aqua-jogging.
I put a big, weird belt around my waist and go through the motions of running in the pool. Back and forth, running but not really running, but not swimming, either. I look longingly at the swimmers, and count the minutes until I can take that damned belt off and get back to freestyle. I suspect watching paint dry would be more mentally stimulating.
Were the ocean a bit warmer, I'd try to aqua jog there, because then I'd at least have a view (even if the belt would garner some stares!).
What I really need is one of those waterproof MP3 players, but that's not in the budget so I'm still trying to figure out how to keep myself sane while in the pool, pretending to run.