Nelsene Alford writes about her husband's unique Ironman experience
Sometimes it’s overwhelming how wonderful your life is. Yesterday, Dean completed an Ironman race. Not a sponsored one with supplied aid stations and a paid announcer (2020 strikes again)but one where his amazing friends came out and swam with him, biked with him, and ran with him from 6 a.m. until 11:30 p.m. One where friends manned and supplied aid stations along the way with nutrition and hydration that had worked for them on their journeys. One where adults and children played in the street awaiting his next circle around to our aid station in the front yard just to cheer him on with applause, cowbells, and homemade signs. It’s touching to know there are friends that have formed a circle around his life cheering for him in a year without races to achieve his goal. There was a swag bag, a medal, photos and a megaphone with an announcer proclaiming, “Deal Alford, you are an Ironman!” I’m blessed to be a tiny part of his journey and a witness to the love and support of his amazing friends!
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