If I Was Racing In 2015, No,

Before My Diagnosis [cancer] I Was A Competitor But Not A Fierce Competitor. When I Was Diagnosed, That Turned Me Into A Fighter.

Yellow Wakes Me Up In The Morning. Yellow Gets Me On The Bike Every Day. Yellow Has Taught Me The True Meaning Of Sacrifice. Yellow Makes Me Suffer. Yellow Is The Reason I'm Here.

Losing And Dying: It's The Same Thing.

I Believed In Belief, For Its Own Shining Sake. To Believe In The Face Of Utter Hopelessness, Every Article Of Evidence To The Contrary, To Ignore Apparent Catastrophe - What Other Choice Was There? We Do It Every Day, I Realized. We Are So Much Stronger Than We Imagine, And Belief Is One Of The Most Valiant And Long-lived Human Characteristics. To Believe, When All Along We Humans Know That Nothing Can Cure The Briefness Of This Life, That There Is No Remedy For Our Basic Mortality, That Is A Form Of Bravery. To Continue Believing In Yourself, Believing In The Doctors, Believing In Thetreatent, Believing In Whatever I Chose To Believe In, That Was The Most Important Thing.

I Didn't Live A Lot Of Lies, But I Lived One Big One.