When I started to get worn out I just repeated my mantra "solid core, thumbs to the navel".
Catching a little air.
I passed this lady at about mile 6. She passed me on an uphill at mile 8. I surged and passed her and 3 other runners a quarter of a mile before the finish line.
I held up my number one fingers when I saw the camera man. These number one fingers also caused the crowds to clang their cowbells more and clap louder. There's nothing like applause to make you run faster.
President Lincoln and I shared a congratulatory handshake.
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