Ive had so many experiences in cycling, but in some ways I have nothing left to prove. I have achieved more than I could have dreamed of, Ive raced a lot longer than I thought I would. I know I can still be better, but I just dont know if I love it enough any more.

That's what is most satisfying, is having overcome that pain. Pain that is so intense that when you finish, it feels like you're going to die. That's what I wanted, and that's what I got.

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.

The only reason I've shared my story is to take that tiny baby step of breaking down the stigma attached to depression.

I am nowhere near my limit. I just want to see if there are such things as limits. I want to go and find out.

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

The struggle I went through has value.