So that's my first week back after 3 weeks off through illness and as far as my albeit autistic brain goes the curse of week 6 is that it teaches you it's ok to stop which is both dangerous and difficult.
So today I got to 12.5 minutes and the voice in my head that always says it's ok to stop (starts at about 0.2 seconds in!) got loud and I stopped. after all if stopped last time and the time before.
Then I cried and walked for a minute.
Then I ran for 8 minutes.
Then I stopped again because id already failed so why not.
Then I walked up a hill.
Then I reset Laura to half way through and told myself I'd run for a bit more.
I then ran for 12.5 minutes.
So ultimately I failed week 6. I ran for 87 minutes but I failed.
I'm moving into week 7 next week regardless. Week 6 for me is the week I stopped and is therefore a week of complete and utter failure overshadowing the 87 minutes of running I did during that week and I need to leave it behind.
At kthe end of week 5 I knew i could do it.
At the end of week 6 I'd proved I can't.
I lost faith in Laura this week.
I lost faith in me too.