I am nervous right now as I type this post. I’m going to talk about something personal and it doesn’t have anything to do with getting in shape. Ever since the age of 12, when I lost my mom to breast cancer, I wanted to do something that will would help find a cure. I used to dream of finding a cure myself, so other kids wouldn’t lose their moms to breast cancer. I always planned on doing all the “walks for the cure” and raising money for breast cancer research, etc. Regrettably, close to 30 years have gone by and I haven’t done one single thing that would raise awareness or help in regards to breast cancer. My hope is that this post will be a start.



[October is National Breast Cancer Awareness Month in the U.S. With 110 women dying of breast cancer per DAY in the U.S. alone…we have a long way to go.]

My Friend Grant, His Wife Steph, & Their Inspiring Story…



I believe you can have life-long friends that you rarely keep in contact with. You may not see them for 10-20 years, but you share a beer and don’t miss a beat. This is especially true if you grew up together in the same town, went to the same schools, etc. Well…I consider Grant to fit into this category. He was a slight over-achiever in school (in a good way), a 4.0 grade point, popular, and actually nice to everyone. I went to school with Grant from 5th or 6th grade all the way through 12th grade. He went to college in California and didn’t hear much from him after that, but always figured I would run into him again. Fast forward 22 years and he contacts me on Facebook…

“My Wife Just Started A Blog About Her Battle With Breast Cancer”

Grant told me the title of the blog was called Bald, Fat and Crazy. He knew my mother died of breast cancer and simply wanted to share how his wife beat the disease. He also didn’t tell me the story behind the name. His wife Steph puts it best on the front page…

“The title of my blog and this first page warrant a bit of explanation. Clearly, I was Bald. And clearly I was Fat. However, when you come to realize that my baldness was caused by chemotherapy and my ‘fatness’ was caused by being pregnant at the same time, then the mere fact that I was smiling in this photo is evidence that I was also Crazy . Add to this scenario the pending adoption of a baby girl and the Crazy goes to a whole new level.”

Click Here to Read the Rest of Steph’s Inspiring Story —>



Note: I didn’t want to summarize her story of beating breast cancer here. She does an incredible job on her blog, with photos and music, etc. If you can spread the word about her site, that would be great. Her goal is to give people hope, even when circumstances don’t look so great.