Anyone who imagines they can work alone winds up surrounded by nothing but rivals, without companions. The fact is, no one ascends alone.

It's ironic, I used to ride my bike to make a living. Now I just want to live so that I can ride.

Losing and dying: it's the same thing.

My actions and reactions, and the way I treated certain scenarios, were way out of line, so I deserved some punishment.

Cancer taught me a plan for more purposeful living, and that in turn taught me how to train and to win more purposefully. It taught me that pain has a reason, and that sometimes the experience of losing things-whether health or a car or an old sense of self-has its own value in the scheme of life. Pain and loss are great enhancers.

Forever is a big word. I'm not going anywhere.

Me and running don’t always see eye to eye. Some days it hurts more than others. But it doesn’t mean I don’t do it. I deal with it and I keep running because not everything that is good for you, always feels good for you.