I never knew I was grunting, it was just part of my strokes.
I think for me, food was a way for me to deal with emotional trouble.
It's a drag having to wear socks during matches, because the tan, like, stops at the ankles. I can never get my skin, like, color coordinated.
I am lucky to have advisers whom I trust.
I don't believe in playing hurt, in taking injections to cover the pain.
I have to live for the day, and not worry about or try to know what tomorrow brings.... if I've learned one thing from all that'shappened to me, it's that if you would know what tomorrow brings, you may not want to live it.