Tired of tendonitis

It has been some weeks since I injured my right achilles tendon and I'm honestly pretty fed up about it all now (any suggestions welcome). I was making some headway but a weekend sight seeing in Istanbul was enough to set it all off again. The problem is that I don't believe in denying myself and so the inevitable is starting to slowly happen. This is bad as I don't want to end up as big as a bull.

I know I'm relatively small in comparison to an elephant, but I am also aware that the amount of Saint Agur cheese I eat, the amount of wine I drink and the amount of chocolate I eat, I have to keep an eye on things.

I also have a residential weekend coming up which incorporates a compulsory fitness test. The good thing there is that I can do 20 full press-ups and 50 sit-up's in the alloted time, it's just the beep test and run I'm concerned about.....ironic really when 2 months ago I felt the runs would be a doddle and the press-up were going to be the struggle.

I am about to set off for a gentle run around the down's with Su and L, the latter having to be cajoled before she does the race for life on Sunday (though managed admirably last week)....top tip; remember if you ever take a teenager for a jog, take jelly babies and use them as an incentive to encourage said teen to make each kilometer without stopping.

We will see how the achilles fairs....I am concerned as although it's not agony, just an ache, it looks swollen and feels sort of mushy and grainy to touch, AND I cannot find the very tall, very fit, very hansom, very fit ,very tall phyio in work so I'll have to make do with my own strapping. Not exactly stylish.