Left Hove at 8 o'clock Friday morning and arrived at the halfway point just south of Orleans at around 7pm same night. The drive was fine; just long. Entertaining a six year old in the back seat of a car for hours on end is a newly acquired skill. Stayed at a gorgeous B&B on the shore of a lake but it was pouring with rain when we arrived. Torrential. No run.

Second day's drive was another long one as we got stuck in really bad, really painful traffic just as we entered the Dordogne. My newly acquired skill was worthless by about lunchtime and cries of 'are we there yet?' and 'but when are we there?' filled the rest of the journey. Finally arrived about 8pm. Too knackered to do anything but collapse in a chair. France seems so much bigger when you drive it.

First day of holiday proper today. Big, black slow-moving clouds, intermittent (boiling) sun, and on-and-off rain all day. Lay by the pool drifting in and out of sleep. Finally got out about 6.30pm. Ran for about 45 mins along a paved lane that ran alongside the River Lot to a beautiful medieval village called Clairac (and back). Approximately four miles I think; I was running very slowly. Gorgeous scenery all around - vineyards and fields of sunflowers. My shins felt really sore tonight. I think this might be because I've hardly done any road-running lately.

1 x 4 mile run.