Well, I ticked off week 7 this morning which feels great, but I don't feel as great as I'd hoped. I fact, I haven't felt really enthusiastic about any of this week's runs. I think the problem I've been having is that I really like the first bit of the route but don't like the last bit.
Now I'm going further, I'm finishing the runs on part of the path/cycle-way that I don't normally go down, and for good reason. There's dog poo everywhere. I've stood in it three times out of the last five runs. This morning was the last straw, I'm looking for a new route.
It's a bit spooky that Laura suggested finding somewhere new at the start of this week though, maybe she is a sentient being after all and not just an MP3 file...