This morning, I ran for 25 minutes continuously without stopping.
What.
Not going to lie, I did think about thinking about quitting a few times, if that makes sense. I didn't want to quit right at that point but I thought about not finishing the run. Vague thoughts of, "Oh, I'll see how I go until the end of this block and then maybe I'll stop" but I had to firmly tell myself things like, "Jaz, you are NOT going to quit! You enjoy running, right? Remember that?"
What eventually got me over the line was telling myself that if I did quit, I would have to repeat week 6 again. And, mate. If there is one way to get me to keep going, that's it. I hate failure. We all have our motivations, right? π
That's week 6 done. It's still a bit surreal. A little anticlimactic, if I'm honest. π
Happy running π