Today I was on the treadmill, and if I’m honest, I hate running. But I know it’s something I need to do to stay fit for football.

As I started getting tired, I set myself little mental targets. I’d tell myself I couldn’t check the time until the song ended, or if I looked up and saw 22:49, I wouldn’t let myself stop until 25:00 because it felt like a better number.

It made me realise how much of it is a mental battle. I still had more in me, I just needed something to keep my mind focused instead of thinking about stopping.