There were thousands of standing all along the course of the Ironman. The signs were especially thick around the parts of the mountains that were the most desolate… along highways where few spectators stood, and the racers heard nothing but silence. Not cheers.
The day before the race, a tent was set-up in the carnival-like atmosphere, with music blaring, and Gatorade passing out free bottles for everyone. The tent was filled with blank poster board and sharpies and tables. Family and friends were busy carefully choosing words and embellishing signs for their loved one. A way to pass the time with the family, I thought, in the final hours before the Ironman. Later, volunteers would post these signs, carefully made, all along the course of the race. My husband later said, when he reached the darkest point of the race, during the isolation and the heat and exhaustion, he looked up and saw our sign. Like an Oasis, it said, “Go, Daddy.” He’s raising money to fight the cancer that took his own dad’s life.
This year, his family won’t be with him to make those signs, and this bothers me. He’s so busy training and working right now, he won’t notice here that I’m revealing his surprise… that I’m inviting some of his closest training buddies and family over to host a “sign-making” party just for him. It’s the least we can do. Once he has the signs, he can pack them in his bike case, and hand them over to the volunteers to post with the others, when he arrives.
I’ve bought the poster board, hidden the markers. I’ll be busy over the next few hours making food, setting up tables, and hanging banners.
Here you can see them lined up as flags for the racers. As you watch this video, make sure you notice that in those nervous final hours before the race, as my husband stands looking out in the Coeur D’Alene River, which he will swim the next morning… that our son lost his shoe. Leave him a message in the comments, and I’ll put it on a sign.
Great video… I’m Pumped… ready to do one myself!
Congratulations… I’m an optimist!
Amazing to watch all those bikers. Go Ironman!
I’m amazed that anyone willing signs up for that kind of torture. I don’t mean that to sound nasty; I’m just in awe. I’m just a wimp.
Good luck to him and have fun making posters. 🙂
Watching this video makes me want to go out and volunteer for the race in town!
GO BABY GO!!!!!
Swim Bike Run!!! Glad it’s not me! Good luck…
That video is amazing… so many signs, so much love,… gave me goosebumps!!!
Love the shoe thing… typical.
Go, Go Go!!!
Oh! So amazing! Good luck, strength and cool breezes!
Is it weird that I’m all misty eyed? Wow! That is amazing! It makes me so emotional!
Way to be an inspiration to your kids, dad!
Oh man you’re married to an Ironman they rank right up there with Fire Fighters.
Great video, oh and thanks for the tip, I’ll try the witch hazel. 🙂
Give it one good fight!!!
How thoughtful you are making sure he has signs there for the difficult part of his journey. You deserve some signs of your own.
I missed it! I’m so slow sometimes! 🙁 I hope it was a great race! That’s so cool….
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