Wah. Waaaaaah! WAAAAH!

That's me crying about my stupid Achilles injury. My Achilles tendon is sore and I'm a big baby today.

I've had flare ups of Achilles tendonitis before. At least, I think that's what this injury is. I'm terrible at actually being able to pinpoint what on my body hurts. Leg Owie is the technical term I often use. Anyway, I've had this before and I've mostly been able to run through it. I've skipped the occasional run, but I even managed to run a marathon once on a mild case of whatever this is. Last week, however, after my weekend long run, I felt quite hobbled. I popped some Advil and skipped my mid-week runs so that I'd be fresh and ready for the next weekend long run. Also, I spoke with my friend Leonarda, who, despite her protestations, is my unofficial primary care physician. Technically she's a web designer / graphic artist / photographer, but she used to be a doctor.

Leonarda: So, what have you been doing to take care of your Achilles?
Me: Oh, good stuff. Don't worry.
Leonarda: What kind of good stuff?
Me: Plenty of Advil.
Leonarda: How much Advil?
Me: I just told you. Plenty.
Leonarda. Ok, good. How much is plenty?
Me: Usually two at a time. Sometimes one.
Leonarda: *snort of derision*
Me: Look, that's what the directions say! They say one or two.
Leonarda: Fine, if you want a placebo. If you want anti-inflammatory effects, you need to take more.
Me: The bottle says ONE OR TWO. I'm taking TWO. That's a pretty good dose!
Leonarda: Pretty good placebo.

Naturally I ignored her advice. I can read a bottle.

I showed up on Saturday morning for a long run with my running club and casually mentioned to the coach that my Achilles had been bothering me, so I was going to take it a little easy. He grimaced and urged me to skip the run. I explained that I had already skipped two runs that week, and that I'd be ok. He still urged me to be careful.

Naturally I ignored his advice. I have 1,000 miles to run this year!

So, I ran on the bastard and now it hurts like the dickens. And now I'm taking three Advils (600 mg) three times a day, and I'm icing it, and I'm resting, and I'm being a good freaking little boy. Sucks to be me! Sucks to my ass-mar!

I'm gonna be fat in about one week.

That is all.