For most of my life I had operated under a simple schematic of winning and losing, but cancer was teaching me a tolerance for ambiguities.

I didn't live a lot of lies, but I lived one big one.

It's simple. Success comes from training harder, living better and digging deeper than the others.

Marathons are hard because of the physical pain, the pounding on the muscles, joints, tendons.

I didn't just jump back on the bike and win. There were a lot of ups and downs, good results and bad results, but this time I didn't let the lows get to me.

I got the three things I wanted. I did my job, I worked hard in the process, and I cherish the memories, and they're mine.

That was my decision, so I have to be responsible for that. It was one of the biggest mistakes of my life and I don't have a good reason for why I wanted to come back, I don't have a good reason for doing it all.