After a week off, I finally hit the road again. To no avail.
I limped the entire way, but not from a bum Achilles. The pain has migrated up my leg to my calf. And while I realize the two are connected, it's also moderately promising that my Achilles feels good. Even though it feels like a golf ball got wedged directly into my calf.
Perhaps I am splitting hairs, and looking for a silver lining after one of the worst, shortest runs I have been on in a long time, but call me an optimist.