Pedal the Cause

I'm riding: PTC Circuit

Team: Big Black Dog

ID: 96897

Lifetime total: $1,650.00

I am riding In Memory of Rex.

I am riding In Honor of Liz and Melissa.


I was twelve years old when my father was diagnosed with throat cancer; he had a tumor on his left vocal chord. We sat at the kitchen table when he told us, and the tension in the air was so thick it could be cut with a knife. He went through twenty-eight rounds of radiation, which burned and cut away his cancer, but also destroyed the tissue surrounding the tumor. He couldn't eat anything other than eggs and smoothies, which caused him extreme pain as is. He coughed nonstop and slept on the couch most nights so as not to wake my mother. One day, he asked us if we'd feel better if he hid his pain. That was the moment I learned who my father is; he is a brave, compassionate man who, without any hesitation, will put other's comfort over his own. That was the greatest example of selflessness I have ever witnessed to this day, almost five years later. My dad fought countless bloody battles against cancer, and like the valiant man he is, he won the war. I am proud to say that my dad is Living Proof; that he is the bravest man I have ever met.

My godmother and cousin are both battling metastatic breast cancer. I hold my godmother in the highest esteem and I always look forward to visits with my cousin. They are both inspiring women, as brave and as strong as Amazon warriors. They are my Wonder Women. They refuse to allow cancer to stain their lives, always having the most positive outlooks on their journeys. I am in awe of their bravery, and their unwillingness to give in to the disease. Their strength mirrors that of my father and I am once again proud to say that my family is a family of warriors.

Very recently, I found out that a friend of mine was diagnosed with Ewing's Sarcoma. The immediate panic set in, and I was in shock. I still am in shock. And yet he continues to have the most optimistic view of his future. He says that it's good to have a mind-space, and have good thoughts. A mutual friend reminded me that positivity is shown to help with overcoming illness compared to negativity. When I think of my friend's battle, I think of his ongoing bravery and that is so inspiring to me; his ability to smile amidst the darkness shines a light of hope into my life. I believe in him and I am confident that he can overcome this hurdle that is cancer. His purest form of hope is what gives the ability to smile when all I want to do is cry. I am proud, another time, to say that my friend is a fighter.