Cousins Cycling 2 Crush Cancer

Stats for the trip Miles: 2,976 miClimbing: 60,771 ftTime in the Saddle: 208h 05mTimes we shouted “We are riding our bikes across the country!!”: near infinite Finally, on our very last day of riding, we earned the ultimate reward: a 9:00 AM start. We had been looking forward to those extra hours of rest for… read more

Today we pedaled from Alachua, FL to Palatka, FL—just a breezy 63 miles, the kind of distance that now feels like a warm‑up lap. John rolled out on his newly repaired trusty steed, looking like a man ready to star in a commercial for “Second Chances in Bicycle Form.” Spirits were high. Roads were lovely.… read more

They say each day begins with good intentions and a rough roadmap of how things should go. Today, however, the universe had other plans. The 5:00 AM False Start We set our alarms for “O’Dark:30″—better known as 5:00 AM—with visions of a steaming Waffle House breakfast dancing in our heads. We marched over in the… read more

Today kicked off with a surprise I definitely didn’t order. As I reached into my bag while getting ready to roll out of Midway, my back suddenly staged a full‑scale protest. The strange part: it feels totally fine on the bike… and absolutely terrible doing anything other than riding the bike. So yes, walking, bending,… read more

Although Jeff and I are officially not morning people, we’ve become master actors in the art of the “early bird” routine. For weeks now, we’ve been rolling out on schedule every single morning. And you know what? Once those pedals start turning, it all just feels right. Sure, our knees might offer a little creak… read more

We’ve reached that funny stretch of the trip where every day is “the last ___day” of the ride. The last Tuesday. The last Wednesday. Eventually we’ll hit Monday, which is the actual last day, and I’m not sure whether I’ll celebrate, cry, or just fall asleep still wearing my helmet. Probably all three. It’s a… read more

Day 38. The days are blurring into one long, beautiful, calorie-deficient haze. Honestly, just a few days ago we were convinced Texas was infinite—a geographical prank designed to keep us pedaling forever. And yet, here we are, rolling into Florida in a state of mild, sun-drenched shock. Louisiana, Mississippi, and Alabama? They didn’t fly by;… read more

Stats so far Miles: 2,454 miClimbing: 53,589 ftTime in the Saddle: 173h 35mPedal Strokes: approximately 833,200 read more

Today was one of those days we’d circled on the calendar with a little extra enthusiasm. Not only did we roll into our seventh state (hello, Alabama), but we also got to ride the Mobile Bay Ferry from Dauphin Island to Mobile Point. A ferry day is basically a holiday for cyclists: no pedaling, no… read more

Today wasn’t just a ride—it was a full-blown celebration of rhythm, connection, and the open road. Jeff and I maintained our streak, rolling out right on schedule for the 11th day in a row. The vibe was set before we even hit the pavement. As we geared up, the beautiful melodies of Darlingside’s “Old Friend”… read more