I'm Riding For

💛 For the Fighters—young and old, past and present

I've been riding in the Great Cycle Challenge for years now. I started as a way to help kids battling cancer, to motivate myself to stay active, and to honor the memory of my uncle—who was bigger than life and taken far too soon. This year, my ride carries even more weight. My sister was recently diagnosed with Stage 4 throat cancer. Watching someone I love face such a brutal illness has shaken me deeply. I can’t imagine what it must be like for a child to go through this. My heart aches for every young life interrupted by cancer—for every family holding on through fear and hope. I’m also healing myself. After a long stretch of illness and a recent surgery that finally gave me the oxygen I’ve been missing, I’m slowly regaining strength. I’m not where I was last year, when I rode nearly 400 miles before an accident cut things short. But I’m here. I’m riding. And I’m doing what I can, the best I can. This year, my goal is 100 miles. It may be shorter, but it’s no less meaningful. Every mile is a prayer. Every ride is a tribute. Every effort is for the kids, for my sister, for my uncle, and for anyone who needs a reminder that healing is possible and hope is real. I ride for love. I ride for life. I ride for them.