The alarm went off at 6 am this morning but we did not rush out of bed. There’s something about waking up in a tent and realising that it’s only 9 degrees Celsius that makes you want to roll over and go back to sleep and stay under the warmth of the duvet! We were up by 6.20 am though, mindful of how much tougher the running is in the heat of the day. We said our farewells to Keith and Lesley, Hannah’s parents, who have to head back to the ferry in Calais today. They both supported us hugely from Bellinzona near the Italian border, right over the Swiss Alps to here in the Alsace region of France. In that time we completed 8 marathons and faced flooded-campsites, huge thunderstorms and cold night-time temperatures. This did not deter Keith and Lesley though and they kept smiling and helping us along in so many ways every day. We will miss them and hope to go camping (in their ‘mansion’ tent!) again in the near-future. I felt better than yesterday on the run and I can’t really explain why. The feel-good endorphins I heard that you get from running / exercise just didn’t materialise yesterday! Today though the first hour passed without difficulty, it was cool and I took on cereal and croissants. The second hour consisted of climbing over 700m up endless hairpin bends; this got the heart-rate right up and I seemed to get into top gear to reach the top. I quite enjoyed it! The next couple of hours were slightly downhill, not so steep that the quadriceps scream at you but enough to run on ‘cruise control’ for a while. On the 4-hour mark, Hannah announced that we had 4 miles left and that felt to me like we had reached the ‘finishing straight’! 40 minutes later, lifted by some tunes on the ipod we had covered the 42 km (26.2 miles). I stretched, hydrated and we set of to pitch our tent. The Alsace is a lovely part of the world and, if the weather holds, we hope to enjoy an afternoon of resting weary legs on the campsite!