Nine down, one to go - the end really is in sight. We've been over hills, down dales, along canals, over fields and stiles. Truly a walk on the wild side for this gentleman of the road and my trusty wingman Russ Green, who has walked every step with me. And we're getting cracking support as we inch closer to the finish. Blue sparkling weather, how different from the horrendous Easter rain dropped on us from a great height by Storm Katie!
Fresh legs as Paul Merson, Paul Walsh, Tony Cottee, Bianca Westwood, Peter Taylor, Malky Mackay, Max Rushden, Luther Blissett and so many others joined the pack as we strode from Luton to Watford by way of St Albans.
It's been hard, though, I can't pretend otherwise. I knew I wanted to do a walk for Prostate Cancer UK and to raise awareness of this disease that snatches away so many good blokes, but what should it be? The Great Wall of China, another trip up Kilimanjaro? Nope, I knew I wanted to do something more down to earth, more British, something that didn't feel like a jaunt or have a lot of glamour, but stayed focussed on the cause. And this has been it - every day walking shoulder to shoulder with Joe Public, the man-in-the-street who the walk is all about. Men from every walk of life, like the Men United man-of-men badge brought to life! I've met so many fantastic people on the Men United March for Prostate Cancer UK. People who 100% bring back your faith in humanity. In your fellow man.
And what drives every (quite painful) step is the knowledge that one man in every eight of us in the UK will be diagnosed with prostate cancer at some time in his life - one in four if you're black. And one in three of the men diagnosed will die of it - unless we can help Prostate Cancer UK stop the disease being a killer. And that's the plan - Prostate Cancer is focussing its efforts over the next ten years on halving deaths by the disease, by inventing a better test that will spot aggressive forms of the disease early and tackle it so it doesn't kill. Ten years to tame prostate cancer - that's why I'm doing ten marathons in ten days.
Of course the march has been to raise men's awareness of their risk - but seeing the urgency of the cause, men and women and children have been giving generously, putting money in the walkers' buckets, or texting or Justgiving. Looks like we might be on course to hit our £300, 000 target if the giving holds up. One little boy gave me two strawberry bonbons.
With 330,000 men currently living with prostate cancer, wouldn't it be amazing if we raised £1 for every guy?
The reception we've had from people and football clubs as we've taken the long road from Hartlepool to Wembley, linking up with friends old and new, has been mindblowing. Our cause is fantastic, the weather hasn't thrown us off track, and we've seen milestones and targets come and go.
And now we're on the last leg. Should hit the Finish this evening. Hartlepool at last reaches Wembley's sacred turf! After 262 miles, it's going to feel like home.