I don't think anybody else from my generation had federal agents standing at their door with a badge and a gun, saying: 'You are going to answer my questions'.

People refer to 'the good ol' days', but I don't know what they're talking about. As someone who's battled cancer, if I lived more than 20 years ago, I'd be a dead man.

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

The body is telling the mind to stop. The mind is telling the body to shut up.

Cycling is a sport of the open road and spectators are lining that road.

Nothing goes to waste, you put it all to use, the old wounds and long-ago slights become the stuff of competitive energy.

You know, once I was thinking of quitting when I was diagnosed with brain, lung and testicular cancer all at the same time. But with the love and support of my friends and family, I got back on the bike and won the Tour de France five times in a row. But I'm sure you have a good reason to quit.