I just finished a workout and was driving back home when my Achilles started talking to me again. It really pissed me off. I noticed there were times while peddling and walking on the treadmill that it wasn't hurting and you better believe I was taking notice of it. Almost on cue, Bon Jovi's "It's My Life" started playing. I cranked it up while I waited for the red light to turn. And I decided to give my brain a talkin' to. No, make that a shoutin' to. I think I even dropped the F bomb. Even with a long red light, I was still going places. Was I smacking the steering wheel? Maybe. Hand waving? Perhaps. And then it happened. Our eyes met. Thankfully, the light turned green as the lady, and her rearview mirror, drove off.