My dad always has and always will be my hero. He touched the hearts of anyone that knew him or his story and was an inspiration to all. He battled this awful disease for 8 long years, right up until August 2017 when he passed away. He continually beat the odds the doctors gave him and stayed so strong and active through his fight. In 2009 when he was diagnosed he was training for the marathon, but after his first surgery he could no longer run which is when he got involved with the PMC. He participated in this amazing event for 3 years and it was such a big part of his life that kept him going. He trained for so many hours a week, tracking his miles and going out for 3+ hours at a time. Staying in shape and staying active doing things like biking, hiking, and going to the gym was so important to my dad and watching him continue that life style even through the suffering he endured taught me to never give up.

Eventually being on the bike got to be too much for him after 20+ surgeries and he unfortunatley couldn't ride anymore, which is when I took his place. Although he was upset that he couldn't be riding right next to me, he was overjoyed to see me riding in his honor. This event means so much to me and my family not only for what it did for my dad but what it does for every other person and family out there that is going through this exact same thing.

I ride for my dad and for the incredible cause that the PMC supports.

I love you so much dad, I'm gonna cross that finish line for you once again and I know you'll be cheering me on up there! My hero, my superman, my angel <3