Defending My Title

The office I work at has been a sponsor of London's Run for the past couple years.

This year they were given a few complimentary entries and were kind enough to get me registered for the half marathon.

This is Dr. Garn:

He had told me that I could have one of the free entries "On one condition.... you let me beat you."

We stuck together for the first half of the race, but as soon as I saw a girl come up on our tail, I had to go faster.

I was first female at that point and wanted to keep that spot if at all possible.

Dr. Garn had said, "If she gets any closer, I'll fall and trip her." 

I took that as permission to let me beat him.

I put some good distance between this miss and myself.

It was only a few miles later that the course took us on a u-turn where I noticed a different girl I hadn't seen before.  I picked up my speed again.

After crossing the finish line in FIRST PLACE FOR THE WOMEN(!), I said "Hi" to my boys who had come to support me....

...then quickly found the girl I had seen at the u-turn.  She had finished a hundred yards behind me but both our watches said the exact. same. time.

We had to wait for the chip timing results to know for sure.

I barely beat her.

By 4 seconds.

YESSSSS!!!

 My official time was:

1:33:45