I attacked my cancer diagnosis the same way I attack training and competing, and that's pretty fearless.
I miss my dad every day, but I know he would be proud to see me continuing to swim and going for another shot at the Olympics.
Being happy outside the pool means fast swimming in the pool.
I know there's life after the Olympics.
I've kind of got an out in cancer. It keeps things in perspective for me.
I don't let myself get upset about the little nitpicky things anymore.