A perfect day for me would just be a day that goes the way I plan.

I have been here before in my head. To everyone else, it is my first Olympics. To me, it's my thousandth.

It's like a puzzle or a painting or music. When I ski, it's like a song. I can hear the rhythm in my head, and when I start to ski that rhythm and I start to really link my turns together, all of a sudden there's so much flow and power that I just can't help but feel amazing. That's where the joy comes from.

I remember skiing being a family recreational thing.

I may have become a world champion quicker than most, but people should look at me and realise there are all kinds of ways to get where you want to go. Because we didn't plan it. We just did it.

You can create your own miracle, but you do it by never looking past all the little steps along the way.

When I was 3 years old, I thought I was very good at skiing.

I do doubles on Monday and Thursday, take Wednesday off or do easy cardio, do doubles on Thursday and Friday, and the weekend I just get outside and get active - jog or bike ride, or play tennis with my mom.