"It had taken me nine hours and 11 minutes, but I’d done it, I had completed the London Marathon on the 28th April 2019. I may have been the slowest time that year, but I’d done it and I felt pure relief (and pain) wash over my body.
I’d dreamt of this moment during my months of training. I envisaged loud cheers, a photographer snapping as I made it over the finish line and an official eagerly waiting to hang my medal around my neck.
Instead, the finisher’s line had already been taken down and I was forced to run on a side path through a sea of unamused tourists, where my medal was handed to me in a plastic bag.
I knew I was a slow runner and at only 4ft9, I’m hardly your stereotypical athlete but the London Marathon advertised itself as everybody’s race.This was clearly not the case.
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