To all the cynics, I'm sorry for you. I'm sorry you can't believe in miracles. This is a great sporting event and hard work wins it.

I joined the swim team when I was 12, and I was the worst kid in the pool - I was put with a group of 7-year-olds.

If I can't face my accusers, that's a joke. We did that in medieval times.

A bike ride. Yes, that's it! A simple bike ride. It's what I love to do and most days I can't believe they pay me to do it. A day is not the same without it.

I'm sorry you don't believe in miracles.

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

Pain is temporary. It may last a minute, or an hour, or a day, or a year, but eventually it will subside and something else will take its place. If I quit, however, it lasts forever.