When I tell people that my wife died literally overnight, that's no exaggeration. It was just that quick.

If she was still here right now, she'd probably be amazed at what I'm doing. But hopefully, more than anything, she'd be proud.

Her quality of life had been deteriorating for some time, so I was relieved that she was now at peace, but I still missed her greatly.

I just miss her so much, and I wanted to do whatever I could to help. I spend each day riding, thinking about her. So, I imagine that during the race itself, when I'll be all alone somewhere along that 100-mile stretch, I'll be doing a lot of reflecting on our life together.

I don't like to talk to a bunch of people. I'll put it that way. But people call and, you know, try to give you moral support.

We are re-discovering an old clinical idea. We think that the ways people fall ill psychologically are dependent on personality.