I'm the sort of person who needs a big mountain in front of me to climb.
I was the very first athlete in East Germany allowed to go professional.
It's hard work to make a four-minute program look effortless and elegant.
The desire to really compete again has been there for a long time.
When I go out on the ice, I just think about my skating. I forget it is a competition.
The feeling of losing oneself in somebody's arms, yet at the same time finding oneself there, is irreplaceable. Nothing compares to the intensity of that feeling.