Look, I’m not a cyclist. I’m a bourbon nerd with questionable knees, a mildly overinflated ego, and a deep love for carbs in liquid form. But this August, I’m strapping on a helmet and pedaling 300 miles for something way more important than my usual bourbon banter.

I’m doing it to raise money for the American Cancer Society.

Cancer has touched too many of our lives. Family. Friends. Folks we admire. It’s relentless, unforgiving, and it doesn’t care how many miles you’ve logged or how many bottles you’ve collected. So this month, I’m showing up—sore legs, sunburn, and all—to do something about it.

Here’s how it works:

I ride every day in August. I’ll post daily updates. You follow along, laugh at my pain, and hopefully donate to the cause.

The donation link sends your money straight to the American Cancer Society. I never see a penny of it. No middleman. No sketchy Venmo requests. Just you and the mission to fight cancer.

Want to donate in honor of someone?

Hell yes. Email me your shout-out at torturedbourbon@gmail.com, and I’ll make sure their name is front and center in a ride update. Whether it’s your mom, your neighbor, or your dog who survived a tumor the size of a tennis ball — I want to ride for them.

Let’s do something that matters.

Let’s sweat for a cause.

Let’s punch cancer in the face.

And when it’s all said and done, you better believe there’ll be a big ol’ glass of bourbon waiting for me at mile 300.

And again- here is the link

Cheers, y’all — let’s ride.

– B