After W6R2, I realised I wasn't enjoying myself any more. In fact, I was hating it.
I loved the first 5 weeks, where I felt real progress and improvement, but I dragged myself around the 20 minutes of week 5 and didn't feel remotely motivated by having done it. All I could think was that I had to do at least that again every time for the last 3 weeks and that I had absolutely no intention of doing it.
I went back and did W5R1 with a vaguely formed plan to try and improve my endurance, speed and mental resilience with a view to trying again and it seems to be working. I've ditched Laura (sorry Laura!) as I genuinely feel the NHS music is part of the mental barrier I've created for myself, and I also found it really demotivating to hear her say "you're halfway", when I was ready to drop. I know other people find this motivating, but to me it was the absolute opposite. My own music means I know how much time I've done and what I have left to do, but because they are such great tunes (to my ears!) I keep going.
My biggest breakthrough this week is that I've also accepted that I might never run for 30 minutes non-stop on a regular basis, but if I run for 30 minutes in one session in smaller chunks on a regular basis, it's 100% more than I've ever done before and I'm losing a bit of weight and getting fitter.
I'm such a conformist in most aspects of life, that to realise I can go my own way on this has reinvigorated me!