I have been running since I was 7. I was trying to restructure the way my body was made instead of trying to master the way I ran. I would get so frustrated with my starts in practices that I would just cry. When I ran, I wouldn't even try to get out of the blocks, I would just run.

The main reason I wanted to be successful was to get out of the ghetto. My parents helped direct my path.

If you want to run as fast as the men, you've got to train like the men.

I had a good start, a relaxed middle, and kept my knees up at the end. It was more or less a perfect race. When I saw that time, I couldn't believe it, but after the first race time I knew I could get into the 10.50's. It just made me realize that if I kept concentrating, I could go faster.

A muscle is like a car. If you want it to run well early in the morning, you have to warm it up.

When anyone tells me I can't do anything... I'm just not listening any more.