Hopefully, I had enough legs to take it all the way. J.J. was inching up and inching up, and it was just a matter of whether he would run out of real estate, and he didn't.

With two miles to go we all got together, and they got me to the front for that last moment. I was suffering -- my arms, stomach, my legs. It gets in your head. I figured they got me this far that I had to go for it.