let go

THERE’S A LUMP IN MY RIGHT ACHILLES tendon. I put it there 15 years ago, sometime during three days of brutal hiking in carbon-soled cycling shoes at the inaugural TransRockies race around 2002. Most of the time the lump has stayed quiet and let me go about my business of riding bikes and otherwise goofing off. But over the past couple years, I’ve spent a ton of time hiking steep sidehills and cutting trail, and recently decided it would be a good idea to start running those trails. The Achilles tendon thought otherwise, and after a couple weeks of what felt like