🚴‍♀️ Born for This Ride (Literally)

I was born on World AIDS Day, and now, in 2025, I’m riding 545 miles to honor the two uncles my dad lost—Buzz and Paul—and to keep fighting for a future without stigma. My mom rode this same ride back in 1997, and my dad followed 7 years later. Now it’s my turn. ❤️

This is me with my dad at the end of his ride.

My very tiny mama picking up her tent for the night.

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