At 3 something in the morning, tea in hand and sitting beside Siscu on the sofa, there is almost total silence here. This is the only hour when it’s like this – at this time of night, and the odd Sunday, when the National road is closed.

After a surprise skype call from my friend Manou in the US, we’re waiting for Vilaprat to arrive so that he can take me up the cosat for me to begin my 70 km run. What Surprises await me, I wonder? Certainly Fede will run out to join me at some point in the early morning, but other than that, I have no idea – the day will tell!

¡Kilometrate!