I have been suffering from achilles tendonitis since before the San Diego Marathon. Well, maybe suffering is not the correct word...it's really more of an irritating discomfort I have been living with. But anyway, I have developed this irrational fear that my left achilles tendon is about to break. When an achilles tendon ruptures, the feeling is usually described as a sensation of being kicked in the back of the calf. Although I had been waiting patiently for this to happen to me since the SF Marathon, I was still quite surprised when a phantom kick knocked me down during yesterday morning's walk. "Nico will kill me if I can't bicycle in Italy," thought I.
Off I limped to the doctor, who assured me that my achilles tendons are still nice and tight. Bicycling in Tuscany is still allowed, though he recommended I get travel insurance...presumably to pay for the expensive Italian orthopedic surgeon I might have to see.