I've been training. As much as I want? No. But more? Yes. Can I drink water while riding? You bet. Can I ride on busy roads by myself? Can I signal and shift and check my watch at 20MPH? Damn straight I can. 

Now I've got one month left to raise $3,000 and get 2-3 more LONG rides in and a bunch of high intensity workouts. 

I'm asking for your help. Please.  

Why Did I Do This Again?

I finished the Pan-Mass challenge last year. I rode all 162 miles. We raised over $10,000 for cancer research. I am in awe of my friends, family, and the complete strangers who helped me on this journey. I fell in love with the volunteers, the experience, the riders, and the impact that I knew we were having within the cancer community.

But I was disappointed in myself. I didn't put the work in. I didn't practice riding my bike enough. I literally had to stop cycling every time I wanted water. I cried going down steep hills because I was so scared. I lost feeling in my toes (for a month). I lost grip strength in my hands. I wasn't prepared.

I learned a lot through the experience. And when I got off the bike, I was 100% sure I was done with Pan-Mass. And... then time passed and I regained feeling in my toes. And I wanted to get better. I wanted to do better. I didn't want to let a year go by and not fight for those battling cancer. And I didn't want to let my teammates down. I didn't want my one experience to be me, as an amatuer, struggling through two days. I want to be as proud of my effort as I was of everyone else.

So I'm doing it again. I'm doing it better. And I'm asking for your help. I'll do the bike riding. But we'll raise the money to beat cancer, together. Thank you.

Last year, I said this, and I meant it:

I'm so sick and tired of cancer. I hate it. I hate how many beautiful people it's taken from us, and how many countless others it's impacted. I hate how it sneaks up on you. I hate how it took my Uncle Jim 15 years ago. I hate how it just took my friend Matt in March. I hate it, I hate it, I hate it. But while I can't find the cure, you better damn well believe that I, that you, that we, can do something to fight back.

Look, I haven't ridden a bike in probably 25 years. The only thing I've ever clipped into is a Peloton. But I'm riding 162 miles because I trust my good friend Ed, who convinced me to do this, and because I trust the Pan Mass Challenge to continue to raise millions of dollars to fight cancer, and because I trust Dana Farber, whose research and facilities continue to help millions of cancer patients. It's where we start the Jimmy Fund walk every year, waving to the children who are currently patients. It's where my little sister (in law, but she's my sister believe me) went for her treatment, and one of the many reasons she can proudly call herself a survivor. It's where Matt went for his treatment. It's where he valiently fought against his faceless enemy

I want my children to live in a world without cancer. I want them to know that if they see something wrong with the world, it's their RESPONSIBILITY to stand up and do something about it. I'm going to show them how. I'm going to relearn how to ride a bike. I'm going to train to ride 162 miles over two days. I'm going to raise over $10,000 for Dana Farber. I'm going to pour my blood, sweat, tears, and dolllars into this mission. Because I hate cancer, and because I believe together we can do so much to fight back.

I'm asking you to help. Please.