Nobody Needs To Cry For Me. I'm

It Works Better For Me To Be Nervous And Hungry.

There Were Something Like 50 Good, Arduous Climbs Around Nice, Solid Inclines Of Ten Miles Or More. The Trick Was Not To Climb Every Once In Awhile, But To Climb Repeatedly. I Would Do Three Different Climbs In One Day, Over The Course Of A Six- Or Seven-hour Ride. A 12 Mile Climb Took About An Hour, So That Tells You What My Days Were Like.

The Riskiest Thing You Can Do Is Get Greedy.

The Unwillingness To Accept Anything Short Of Victory, That Underlying Fury, Is The Fundamental Building Block Of My Bottomless Motivation To Succeed. It Is My Credo In All That I Do In Life From Battling Cancer To Bicycle Racing.

We Have Two Options, Medically And Emotionally: Give Up Or Fight Like Hell.