The question was, which would the chemo kill first: the cancer or me?

We sped on, across the plains, toward Metz. I hung back, saving myself. It is called the Race of Truth. The early stages separate the strong riders from the weak. Now the weak would be eliminated altogether.

In my most painful moments on the bike, I am at my most curious and I wonder each and every time how I will respond.

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.

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

The truth is, if you asked me to choose between winning the Tour de France and cancer, I would choose cancer. Odd as it sounds, I would rather have the title of cancer survivor than winner of the Tour, because of what it has done for me as a human being, a man, a husband, a son, and a father.

Life to me is a series of false limits and my challenge as an athlete is to explore those limits