So I'm not really running at the moment. Whilst in San Francisco in the last week of January I woke up one morning with a slightly tender right ankle. Being the silly arse that I am, I went for a run in the glorious sunshine. A gentle 2km warm up seemed to loosen things up and I broke into my planned 800m intervals with 600m recovery along the Embarcadero. This was a great workout, except for the recovery runs... my right ankle really wasn't too happy with those.
Well, to cut a long story short, I've not really gone much further than about 5km since as my right ankle keeps flaring up. I suspect it's peroneal tendonitis but I've not gone to the doctors yet. I'll give it a few more weeks before seeking expert advice.
Anyway, in order to stop myself becoming a great big fat lazy oaf and to try and keep some sort of semblance of fitness (and sanity) in the slight hope I might actually get to run enough to actually finish the Shakespeare Marathon at the end of April I've been cycling, swimming and going to the gym with the gym part being the most boring.