I Still Can't Believe I

I Was, Without Exaggeration, A Delinquent Teenager.

Ive Had So Many Experiences In Cycling, But In Some Ways I Have Nothing Left To Prove. I Have Achieved More Than I Could Have Dreamed Of, Ive Raced A Lot Longer Than I Thought I Would. I Know I Can Still Be Better, But I Just Dont Know If I Love It Enough Any More.

If You Dream And You Allow Yourself To Dream You Can Do Anything.

I Love Skating So Much And I Feel Like Every Time I Step Out Onto The Ice, That's What I'm Meant To Do.

Sport That Consumed Me For Over Two Decades . . . Is Now Gone. Now It's Just Me. No Pressure, No Expectations, No Need To Be Fast, Good, Strong Or To Even Improve. Yet I Can't Let Go Of This Idea That I Always Need To Be More Than I Am. And It Is Eating Me Alive.