This morning as I began mile three, I felt a tug in my left ankle. It took a moment to register, but I had injured my Achilles tendon. This is the same ankle I broke four years ago. I still have a plate and six screws in that ankle.
At first, I was in denial. I walked a few steps and then tried to run again. Nope, I thought, I’ve injured myself. I began walking home from the Park. After another 100 yards, I tried to run again. Bad decision. That only made matters worse. Now I was limping.
This is my first bona fide running injury. I plan to lay off for a few days in the hopes it will get better. Bummer.