I'm Sorry You Don't Believe In Miracles.

It's A Fact That Children With Cancer Have Higher Cure Rates Than Adults With Cancer, And I Wonder If The Reason Is Their Natural, Unthinking Bravery... Adults Know Too Much About Failure; They're More Cynical And Resigned And Fearful.

Nineteen Hundred Meters Up There Is Completely Different From1,900 Any Place Else. There's No Air, There's No Oxygen. There's No Vegetation, There's No Life. There's No Life. Rocks. Any Other Climb There's Vegetation, Grass And Trees. Not There On The Ventoux. It's More Like The Moon Than A Mountain.

There Were Something Like 50 Good, Arduous Climbs Around Nice, Solid Inclines Of Ten Miles Or More. The Trick Was Not To Climb Every Once In Awhile, But To Climb Repeatedly. I Would Do Three Different Climbs In One Day, Over The Course Of A Six- Or Seven-hour Ride. A 12 Mile Climb Took About An Hour, So That Tells You What My Days Were Like.

If Children Have The Ability To Ignore All Odds And Percentages, Then Maybe We Can All Learn From Them. When You Think About It, What Other Choice Is There But To Hope? We Have Two Options, Medically And Emotionally: Give Up, Or Fight Like Hell.

What Makes A Great Endurance Athlete Is The Ability To Absorb Potenial Embarrassment, And To Suffer Without Complaint. I Was Discovering That If It Was A Matter Of Gritting My Teeth, Not Caring How It Looked, And Outlasting Everybody Else, I Won. It Didn't Seem To Matter What Sport It Was-in A Straight-ahead, Long-distant Race, I Could Beat Anybody. If It Was A Suffer-fest, I Was Good At It.