Fighting stage 4 prostate cancer
This is the big one – the core goal. Everything else is icing on the cake, or trying to get fun at the same time as fitness.
Long-term hormone therapy means my muscles will waste away, and I’ll gain fat even more easily than before (and that was already remarkably easy for me).
Okay, there’s a bit of vanity here. I want my kids to think of me as strong, I want to still be able to throw them around and play for as long as possible.
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I love cycling, there is a sense of freedom and childlike exhilaration from riding your bike, although I am a real coward on the downhills. So cycling was always going to be part of my fitness arsenal in the fight against cancer.
Let me start first though, with a debunking. After being diagnosed with my Stage 4, incurable, aggressive prostate cancer, we decided to get various things checked, including our moles. During my mole mapping, I was confidently told that I had got prostate cancer because I was a cyclist.
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I finished radiotherapy this week.
In January 2025, I was diagnosed with advanced, aggressive prostate cancer.
Stage 4. At 44.
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I turned 45 yesterday.
Thanks for all the kind wishes, I had a lovely weekend with the family. Even used it as an excuse to get my wife to do a ParkRun with me … though she then tried to make me run negative splits.
My 45th lap around the Sun has given me a few things to reflect on.
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We made it! Now what…?
It’s taken me a while to gather my thoughts on this.
2025 has felt like a long year already.
In January, at age 44, I was diagnosed with advanced, Stage 4, aggressive prostate cancer. It had already spread to my bones and lymph nodes.
It still feels surreal to write that. Telling people feels a little scary, as if it makes it more real. But it is real, and I am fighting it with everything I have. I don’t like to lose and I can be very stubborn.
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Fighting Stage 4 