After a night shivering in our tent in some decidedly autumnal conditions (!) we set off for the penultimate marathon at 8 am. We met Bob Arnold and his wife, friends from Farlington School in which Hannah and I teach, at the start and I endeavoured to warm up my weary legs. I have told the old pins that there are only 52.4 miles left and that they need to behave themselves accordingly... Bob is a keen runner who has represented the UK in the past and managed an eye-wateringly fast half-marathon time of 1 hour 10 minutes in his younger years. With Bob for company on the road I decided to push-on today and see if we could break the four-hour mark. The marathon tomorrow will not be fast I suspect as we will be mixing with the bustling central London traffic so today was a chance to up the pace a little. Mindful of the fact that I was hobbling quite badly less than a week ago with a very painful knee, I hoped the legs would be up to a faster run today. Bob was in terrific form and we maintained a strong pace from the start. Navigating through Maidstone, Bob guided us expertly around bus lanes and on towards the M25 London circular. We caught a glimpse of the London city skyline on the horizon with a few miles to go and my eyes lit up –journey’s end within view! The huge drag up a steep hill near Brands Hatch racing track brought back memories of the Alps and although Bob regularly goes out on 8-mile runs his strength after 20 miles was unbelievable. I have huge respect for Bob for coming out with me today and I’ll long remember our somewhat punishing run (!) which we completed in 3 hours and 48 minutes including our drinks stops. I was thrilled to bits to see my parents at the end of the run today. It is 20 years since they have slept under canvas but they are camping with us tonight! I am incredibly excited about arriving in Trafalgar Square tomorrow. The marathons we have completed from Rome have blurred in my mind a little (it’s a dizzying amount of time treading the tarmac!) and things probably won’t sink in until we actually get home. Family and friends have been messaging with such support, encouragement and warmth and seeing everyone in London will be the icing on the cake and a cracking way to end our journey! I can’t quite believe that Trafalgar Square, which seemed so impossibly remote from our vantage point in Rome 49 days ago, is now just a few hours away!