I didn't live a lot of lies, but I lived one big one.
Truth is, a triathlete won the Tour de France seven times.
The team wasn't just riders. It was the mechanics, masseurs, chefs, soigneurs, and doctors. But the most important man on the team may have been the chiropractor.
If I can't face my accusers, that's a joke. We did that in medieval times.
The question was, which would the chemo kill first: the cancer or me?
We each cope differently with the specter of our deaths. Some people deny it. Some pray. Some numb themselves with tequila. I was tempted to do a little of each of those things. But I think we are supposed to try to face it straightforwardly, armed with nothing but courage.