At the end of the day, the fact that he broke my face is more important than he hurt my feelings.

The support I got from the community, the letters from strangers, was stunning. I thought I was going to have to face this alone, but the community was outraged, and behind me.

I was hurt, like, really hurt. The next day, I was sick all day, didn't want to talk to anybody, didn't even pick up the phone when my mom called. I was really, really upset about that game.

It was a frustrating day because we had such good performances, but just enough things went wrong to really hurt us.

It doesn't hurt having a couple of guys who don't look too bad. We had a really good day, and everybody was up-tempo.

If you run every day at race pace you're going to get hurt.