About Berlin marathon level. 1 mile. 13 min/mile, of which about 25% was brisk walking. Muddy. Crammed into a bra at least 2 sizes too small, with my paunch peering over the top of my running tights (they stretch, yes, but they fit better when I’m about half a stone lighter…).
I jogged slowly (10 min/mile). I walked when I felt like it. And on the hill. I managed to miss the rain showers. And now I’m eating salad and feeling very happy indeed.