Wasn't for one job, but when I was running two or three, during refits...
I started at 2pm at WHS, usually running to 10pm, I was there until 5:30am the next morning, got the first train back home, picked up my kit, back down through Piccadilly do Euston, across London to errr, Vauxhall, yeah, SWT Land for this shoot, shoot there from 11am until 4pm, AP tickets didn't leave London until back into Manchester at 8pm, down to Manc Airport for 9pm (no chance to go home to I'm carting all my kit into manc airport, looked like a sodding tourist with an airside pass) took handover for the night at 9:10, everyone went home, and thanks to delays I couldn't close the last unit until 2:50am, so all I had time to do was return the papers, put the new ones out and get cages ready to fill the urgent stock before the morning super showed up at 4am, by this point I'm knecking coffee like it's going out of fassion, and I don't get off home until 10am, thanks to the knock on delays (and liking money too much, was on a decent wage back then).
So other than one trip on a pendo reasonably comfy, and one crammed in, was basically on me feet for 44hrs.... You'd be surprised you can power nap standing up in the vestibule of a 390.