I Love To Shop. Clothes,

All The Suits I Buy Have To Be Tailored, No Matter What. But It's Not Just Because Of My Height; It's Because I've Been Skating For So Long. My Waist Is Very Small, But My Legs Are Just Huge. Most Really Nice Suit Makers Are Italian, And Usually They Make Suit Pants For Italian Men. I'm Like, 'those Italians Must Have Pretty Skinny Legs.'

On The Ice, If I Slow Down, I Can Coast Behind Somebody For A Couple Of Laps. If I Slow Down On The Run, It'll Turn Into A Walk.

I Have A Scar On My Left Thigh, Kind Of Almost Near My Knee. I Essentially Fell In The 2002 Olympics And When I Hit The Wall - Because Of The Impact - My Right Leg Kind Of Came In At Like A Knife-type Angle And Stabbed My Leg With My Own Skate Blade.

I Rolled The Second Car That I Ever Owned, A Toyota 4 Runner. This Was Winter In Colorado, Two Weeks Before The 2002 Olympic Trials. I Was Driving In The Outside Lane, And My Rear Tire Caught Some Black Ice, And We Totally Turned Sideways To The Point Where We Were Heading Right Toward The Median.

Generally, Speed Skaters Don't Run That Much. I'm A Little Bit Of An Exception In That I Run A Lot.