I kind of like to think of myself as the bad girl Olympian that would get kicked out of the Miss America pageant.

I'm going to retire undefeated. I'll take everybody out one-by-one then go on my merry way

I'm living such a lucky and blessed life and I'm trying my best to deserve it.

The thing that gets me up in the morning is that I’m really not ready to see someone that I know I can beat holding my belt.

The kind of hope I'm talking about is the belief that something good will come. That everything you're going through and everything you've gone through will be worth the struggles and frustrations. The kind of hope I'm talking about is a deep belief that the world can be changed, that the impossible is possible.

I thought that I was mutant somehow. I eventually realized that I have a very natural look, and that's what God gave me, and I'm proud of it. It was kind of a way for me to get past that as well.

My first injury ever was a broken toe, and my mother made me run laps around the mat for the rest of the night. She said she wanted me to know that even if I was hurt, I was still fine.