I mostly prepared (for the race) by swimming because it is convenient with all the snow.

We were a little bit down, probably due to the snow, but it was pretty good. It could've been better. I foresee that picking up.

There's no race. The base voters are the only ones that are going to turn out, and he's got them all locked up.

She's really flourishing. She'll have to carry a lot of weight. It looks like a speed-laden race, but we're looking forward to it.

Conditions were wonderful. I can't really think about those things. You just have to go out there and race people and the rest will take care of itself. The sprint relay was fun. Hopefully, I'll still be on it.

After we hung up, I took the joint. If I was going to die here, in the creepy basement out of a horror movie, in an epic snowstorm that was like an icy prison, with a wife unwilling to pretend-like Bananarama to maybe save her husband's life, I should at least go out with a smile on my face.