One last big run before the big dance

With less than a week to go before I head off to Ireland, I find the time and the energy for one last long run

The sun setting in Devon (and on my training)

It’s all hands to the pump here in the Finn household, with only a few days left until we set off on our long trip around Ireland. Marietta and I have to-do lists tumbling out of our phones like to-do-list Hydras, each one spouting new lists quicker than we can tick them off.

I had thought I wouldn’t get another long run in this week, since there was just too much to organise, and, really, I thought it wasn’t going to make much difference anyway; what was done was now done.  

However, the motorhome has had a warning light flashing on the dashboard, so I thought I should probably get it looked at before we set off. Breaking down in the middle of nowhere on the west coast of Ireland, mid-run, wouldn’t be great, so anything to help prevent that was worth doing.

However, all the garages in Totnes said they either couldn’t fix motorhomes, or they were too busy this week. I found a garage about 10 miles away who could look at it, so I thought I’d drop it off in the morning, and then run home. I could literally run my errands, I thought. Great plan.