Perfect day and Pain

I pitched the tent in the evening, so the day started with them crawling out of the tent into lovely sunshine.

We went to my most favourite place and did what I like best, we walked, paddled, picnicked, walked some more, ice-creamed.  It was the most perfect day.

The deer were hanging around in groups under the trees all over the park, they reminded me of  kangeroos chillin'

We walked lots.

And when we got home I walked some more, with the dogs across the fields, still bare waiting to be planted.

The most wonderful day.

Until I realised why my heel was so sore.  How on earth am I going to deal with this whilst trying to run 7k.  Answers on a postcard please.