I went along with my 22 year old son to do our Xmas day Parkrun. Legs felt like lead, he has an on-off knee injury and had been out til all hours the night before but crawled out of his bed to keep his promise to me. I trotted, he walked beside me breaking into a slow jog now and again.
It was a grey mild morning and about 200 fewer than usual turned out but there were Santa marshals, a Santa musician and chocolate brownies at the finish line.
I ran slower than usual, came in at 41:06 but had a goodly number of people behind me. If only I could run the whole way at the pace of my sprint finish, I'd be round in 30 mins