This October, I’m stepping into the ring for a cause that’s deeply personal.

I’m fighting in a boxing fundraiser to raise money for cancer research—something that hits home for me. My grandmother survived stomach cancer, and seeing her strength through that battle has always stuck with me. She fought with everything she had, and now it’s my turn to fight in her honor—and for everyone still in the fight.

Boxing has saved my life more times than I can count. It’s been my outlet, my anchor, and my way back to myself when things felt like they were falling apart. Every round I’ve fought in the gym has helped me face life outside of it. This isn’t just a sport to me—it’s a lifeline.

So this October, I’ll be stepping through those ropes with purpose. For my grandma. For those still fighting cancer. And for the healing power of boxing.

Any support—donations, sharing my story, showing up—means more than you know.

Let’s fight together.