It's in the bag, I felt myself starting to flag and then Jo had the audacity to interupt Bryan Adams (singing "run to you") to tell me I only had 5 minutes left, so I quickly forgave and thanked her for her cheek and doubled down on my efforts, then before I knew it, she was back interrupting Meatloaf (bat out of hell) to tell me I only had 60 seconds, was she sure? It didn't feel like 4 minutes had passed and when she said a final sprint would be good for the heart I thought, why not? Although I don't think what I did could be called a sprint I did up the pace a bit and I've got to say, it felt great, I didn't think the feeling I had after W5R3 could be beaten, but it was.
Week 7 I'm coming to get ya!