Cancer sucks.
It's been Beth's greatest fear for most of our life together. Not because she's afraid of much. She's not. This is a woman who has finished IronMan Chattanooga and IronMan Lake Placid, raced the Half IronMan World Championships, and qualified for XTERRA Worlds in Italy. She has a higher pain tolerance than anyone I know.
But breast cancer doesn't care how tough you are. It just keeps showing up in her family.
Her grandmother, Edna, had it. Her mother, Susan, fought it ten years ago. Her aunt Peggy battled it too. So at 45, Beth did the smart thing and enrolled in a high-risk breast cancer program at Prisma Health. What started as a proactive step turned into years of scans, appointments, and genetic testing.
Eventually the testing found something: Lobular Carcinoma in Situ. Not cancer yet. A serious warning sign that it could be soon.
The Decision
We prayed about it. We talked about it. And we decided not to wait around and see what happened.
Beth chose to have a double mastectomy. But first, she wanted one more race season.
In April 2024 she placed in her age group at the XTERRA National Championships in Pelham, Alabama, and qualified for Worlds in Trento, Italy. Two weeks before we flew out, she looked at me and said, "I'm not sure I can go." I told her I'd already booked the Airbnb. We were going.
That race gave her something to hold onto besides the surgery waiting for her at home. She crossed the finish line in Trento still smiling. A triumphant end to one chapter. A brave beginning to the next.
On October 15, 2024, she had her first surgery. A second procedure followed in February 2025. By early spring, she'd healed, and we thought the storm had passed.
Then her mom was diagnosed again.
Cancer sucks. It shows up in the same family twice, three times over, and it doesn't care whose life it wrecks.
Why I Show Up Every October
Men Wear Pink is a group of Greenville community leaders who decided awareness wasn't enough. We raise real money, through the American Cancer Society, that funds research, screenings, and support for people in the fight right now. People I love.
Last year I personally raised $8,700. Our Greenville team blew past our $50,000 goal. It was one of the most fulfilling 30 days of my year, and not because of the number. Because of what the number does. It funds the research that might mean Beth's daughter, or mine, never has to have this conversation.
This year the goal is bigger: $75,000. Thirty men, each raising $2,500. And this year Greenville is going head to head with Charleston again to see who shows up bigger for the cause.
Where I'm At, Honestly
I'll be straight with you. This year has been harder to get off the ground than last year. Life has pulled my focus in a lot of directions the past month, and I'm behind where I wanted to be at this point in the campaign. I'm saying that plainly because I'd rather ask for help honestly than pretend everything's on schedule when it isn't.
So here's the ask. I need 30 men in Greenville willing to raise $2,500 each. And I need 10 of you specifically who want to walk breast cancer survivors down the pink carpet at our kickoff event on September 10th at the Aloft Hotel. That night matters. Those survivors deserve a room full of men who showed up for them on purpose.
What October Actually Looks Like
October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month. We kick things off on September 10th, but the real deadline is November 1st, 2026. That's the finish line for the $2,500.
How you get there is up to you.
It can be as simple as asking 25 people for $100 each. That's it. That's the whole strategy if you want it to be.
Or it can be as big and creative as you want to make it. Every guy who's done this has found his own way there. Golf tournaments. Poker nights. Client dinners. Whatever gets people in a room together for a good reason, it counts, and it works.
That's really what the whole month is. Thirty guys, thirty different approaches, all of us checking in on each other and pushing toward the same number. Simple or grand, pick whichever one you'll actually do.
What This Actually Is
This isn't a corporate check-the-box campaign. It's thirty guys who've decided that if cancer is going to keep showing up in the people we love, we're going to make it harder for it to win.
If you've been touched by this disease, in your own family or someone else's, you already know why this matters. If you haven't been, consider yourself lucky, and consider joining anyway. Statistically, your turn to know why is coming whether you sign up or not.
Beth is still racing. Her mom is still fighting. Her aunt's cancer has spread to her bones.
Cancer sucks. But we don't have to sit still for it.
If you want to be one of the 30, or one of the 10 walking survivors down that carpet on September 10th, reach out to me directly. I'll get you everything you need.
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