This morning I ran 3 miles.
This is good. I can now run again. Stupid Achilles tendon appears to be fixed again.
I’ve felt like a fat slob over the last 11-12 weeks, missed a marathon and rediscovered cycling.
Lesson learnt: Next time my Achilles tendon goes (as no doubt it will knowing my luck), carve it out with a scapel and wait for a new one to grow back. That’ll teach it.
(Fixed again – I thought it was OK a week or two ago, and it wasn’t… and yes, there is perhaps irony in that I’ve played hockey for the last three weeks and had no real trouble… perhaps I really am lazy)