Distance over time

Today's run was a walk in the park. And I mean that literally. I woke up with sore feet and the front of my ankles were hurting. As a great believer in listening to my body, I decided that my body was saying very loudly - do not run today, instead take a leisurely stroll into town through Primrose Hill and Regent's Park - and you should probably stop for an ice cream en route. Good clear advice, whichever way you look at it. (So, the stats: 5.2 miles in 2 and a half hours, including 30 minutes lying atop Primrose Hill, 10 minutes eating a mint Cornetto and 15 minutes peering at ostriches and camels through the fence around London Zoo.)