Sacrifices to achieve my goal

WITH my first event already on the horizon, I am concentrating on my road work and pounding the pavement.
After a week of jogging – probably my least favourite type of exercise – I have stepped up to consistently run five miles inside 45 minutes.
But, after taking advice from George Wilson, I picked up a heart rate monitor this week so as to make sure I am working at my most productive levels.
And, aside from some seriously chafed nipples from all that running, I am also injury free.
My weight is already dropping off, while I have also started to eat breakfast, which I now understand to be the most vital meal of the day.
Despite a night off on Monday, my beer intake has been replaced by smoothies packed with semi skimmed milk and fresh fruit, while cheese and mayonnaise is off the shopping list until next Christmas.
Thankfully, my new diet plan isn't a million miles away from what I eat anyway.
Plenty of fresh pasta, potatoes, white meat and good old H2O is the order of the day.
What I will miss though is Mexican food, crisps, cheddar cheese and my weekend blow-outs, of course.
But to compete like a champion, you've got to live like a champion.
My body is now my temple.