Once I'm already in my room, I still have to open a door to get into my bed. It's like a giant box. It's like the boy in a bubble.

We're all a little tired.

I always thought, it would be neat to make the Olympic team.

My little son is already like me - my mom has always said I used to bounce off the wall and never stop talking or sit still. I'm starting to see that with him. I guess it's living proof he's part of me.

It's cool just because I've had this dream of changing the sport of swimming and it's finally happening.

It doesn't matter what else is going on. When you walk into your arena or your - whatever you excel at, you're there to take care of the job that you have to do.

Before, it came easy for me. I don't have two speeds anymore. I need to focus on the small things that I once took for granted.