With athletes, it's never fully understood the level to which we push ourselves. Especially in an endurance sport.

I'll skate on concrete if I have to. I'm not worried about how fast the ice is. I'm worried about how fast I can go on the ice.

I love skating so much and I feel like every time I step out onto the ice, that's what I'm meant to do.

If you dream and you allow yourself to dream you can do anything.

Sport that consumed me for over two decades . . . is now gone. Now it's just me. No pressure, no expectations, no need to be fast, good, strong or to even improve. Yet I can't let go of this idea that I always need to be more than I am. And it is eating me alive.

All the physical comes from the mental.

What I have to do now is figure where my passion is, and follow my heart; I've proven that if I have the passion for something then I can succeed. I haven't been listening to my heart in the last little while.