My hero is my father. He used to be a really good soccer player. Before six months he used to train me for soccer. He made me fit and now cause his little bit old he can't keep training me.

He made me run around cones for more than half an hour, sprinting and jogging and it was painful but when I grow older I will be thanking him and not hating just because he made me run. It will be successful what he made me do after a while. He made me get the ball and control it between my legs for ages. I can't say I didn't have fun and I can't say I had fun. It was somewhere between. My father also made me do stretches that also were painful, push-ups and sit-ups. Push-ups was hard but after a while you do those push ups...