I grew up in a very masculine environment. So I was around a lot of men, my brothers and their friends. There was just a lot of guys around.

We'll love you just the way you are if you're perfect.

I was born in '74, so I missed out on all the great early '60s and early '70s.

I think there is no better way to invite a human being to view their body differently than by inviting them to be an athlete, by revering one's body as an instrument rather than just an ornament.

When I was 11 years old and I was on a road trip with my family. I turned to my dad and said, "Do you believe in Adam and Eve?" And he said he didn't think so. I remember that felt like a slap in the face, because if my parents questioned Adam and Eve, then they potentially questioned everything within Catholicism. Eventually that idea led to my feeling liberated, but at that time it was very scary.

Meeting the man of my dreams and then meeting his beautiful wife

...and what it all comes down to is that I haven't got it all figured out just yet.