Marathons Aren’t Just About Running 26.2 Miles—They’re About Chasing Down Legends
Marathons aren’t just about running 26.2 miles—they’re about chasing down legends, digging into history, and pushing your body through something bigger than yourself.
I’m David Dack, and after years of toeing start lines and coaching runners through the madness of marathon prep, I can tell you: there’s more to this distance than just the pain.
Behind every race bib is a wild story. Ancient messengers dropping dead mid-run. Royals adjusting the course for a better castle view. Runners helping each other crawl to the finish. It’s part war story, part party, and part personal reckoning.
Whether you’ve never run one or you’ve got marathon medals rusting in your drawer, come along—I’ll take you around the world with some unforgettable marathon moments. From Boston to Bordeaux, the Great Wall to Antarctica, there’s more weird and wonderful lore behind this sport than you’d believe.
And yeah, we’re tackling that burning question too: Why the heck is a marathon 26.2 miles? I used to think it was just a cruel joke—like some race director had a twisted sense of humor. Turns out, it’s got roots in ancient Greece, a detour through British royalty, and a history lesson that makes that brutal last .2 feel a little more noble.
Why the Marathon is More Than Just a Race
Before we geek out on course distances and royal quirks, let’s talk about why this beast of a race even matters. Why does 26.2 get burned into your soul?
For starters, it changes you. Plain and simple.
My first marathon? I was scared out of my mind. I had trained hard, sure—but when I stood on that start line, my heart was pounding, and I was questioning everything. By mile 23, I was cooked. Everything hurt. I was doubting my sanity. But then something clicked. I was doing something that felt impossible.
That race broke me down—but it also built me back up. I walked taller afterward. Faced bigger fears. Started seeing myself as someone who could take on hard things—and win.
This distance strips you bare. There’s no faking it at mile 20. You hit the wall and then it’s just you—your breath, your legs, your will. One of my favorite quotes:
“You run the first 20 miles with your legs and the last 6.2 with your heart.”
Cheesy? Sure. But dead on.
I’ve seen it happen so many times—clients hit mile 22, ready to quit, and then something unexpected pulls them through. One runner saw a sign saying “Your dog is waiting at the finish” and just burst into tears mid-stride. Another told me her first marathon made her believe she could change her life. She did, too—quit her job, moved cities, started fresh. That’s the power of this distance.
To me, a marathon is a fast-forward version of life: some highs, a lot of lows, stretches where nothing feels exciting, and then—boom—a surge of magic that reminds you why you’re still in it. That finish line? It’s not just an end. It’s a beginning.
This is why I love sharing marathon stories with runners I coach. When they’re stuck in the trenches of a tough long run, I’ll throw in, “Hey, someone once ran 90 miles uphill at Comrades. Or got wasted on wine mid-race and still finished. You’re gonna be fine.” It breaks the tension and reminds them—every one of us has a story in the making.
Where Did 26.2 Come From? (The Real Backstory)
Let’s settle this once and for all. That weird 26.2 number? It’s not random. It’s not a marketing gimmick. It’s a weird mix of ancient warfare, royal preferences, and one very stubborn race finish line.
Pheidippides and the Battle of Marathon
We’re going back—way back. Ancient Greece, 490 B.C. The Persian army had landed on the plains of Marathon, and the Athenians were gearing up for war.
Legend has it, after the Greeks pulled off a shocking win, they sent a messenger named Pheidippides running from the battlefield to Athens—roughly 40 kilometers away—to shout, “Νενικήκαμεν!” (“We have won!”)
And then? He dropped dead.
Now, to be fair, historians don’t all agree on this version. Some say he ran all the way to Sparta first, covering more like 240 kilometers, begging for help before the big fight. Either way—man ran a ridiculous distance, possibly died, and became the myth behind the marathon.
When the modern Olympics launched in 1896, organizers wanted to honor that ancient feat. So they created a race that followed the route from Marathon to Athens—about 25 miles, give or take.
I remember learning about this during my early training days and thinking,
“Wait—the OG marathon guy died doing this?!”
That sobering realization weirdly fired me up.
If he could go 25 miles to save his city, I could grind out a training run before brunch.
Why Not Just 25 Miles? Blame the Royals.
Okay, so early marathons were a little loose with the numbers—some 25 miles, some 26. Nothing was set in stone. Then came the 1908 London Olympics.
That year, organizers decided to start the race at Windsor Castle—because the royal children wanted to watch from the nursery window—and finish in front of the royal box at White City Stadium. That made the course exactly 26 miles and 385 yards. And just like that, 26.2 was born.
What happened next only added fuel to the legend. Italian runner Dorando Pietri staggered into the stadium first, completely wrecked. He collapsed—five times. Officials helped him up each time, and he somehow crossed the line first… only to be disqualified for receiving aid. Brutal.
The crowd was stunned. Queen Alexandra, moved by the guy’s guts, gave him a silver cup for sportsmanship anyway. Even Sir Arthur Conan Doyle wrote about it.
That dramatic finish cemented 26.2 in the public’s mind. And in 1921, the international track body (now World Athletics) made it official: 42.195 km, or 26 miles and 385 yards, was the marathon standard.
That Pesky Last 0.2 – Yep, You Can Thank the British Royals
Still cursing that extra stretch at the end of your race? You’re not alone. That final 385 yards after mile 26 feels downright evil. But now you know—it’s royalty’s fault. Specifically, King Edward VII’s kids and Queen Alexandra’s viewing preferences.
And get this: In 2008, a die-hard fan re-measured the old 1908 course using GPS and found it was slightly short. Then in 2024, someone got permission to remeasure the full stretch from Windsor Castle to Queen Alexandra’s box. Verdict? It clocks in at exactly 42,195 meters. Yep—the infamous “.2” is legit.
The Races That Rewrote the Rules
You hear “marathon,” and names like Boston, New York, London pop into your head. But these aren’t just races—they’re stories, each with its own personality, quirks, and legends.
Let’s take a lap through the big ones and see what makes each one so iconic.
Boston Marathon – Grit, History, and That Damn Hill
Boston is where it all started. Since 1897, runners have been lining up in Hopkinton and pushing all the way to Boylston Street. It’s held every year on Patriot’s Day—only in New England would a marathon be treated like a holiday. The inspiration? The 1896 Olympics lit the spark, and the Boston Athletic Association ran with it.
What sets Boston apart?
First off—it’s the oldest annual marathon on the planet. That alone earns it respect. But the real kicker? You can’t just show up. There’s no lottery. You’ve gotta earn your spot with a qualifying time.
For example, if you’re a 40-year-old guy, you need to have clocked a sub-3:20 marathon just to apply. That qualifying time is a badge of honor, no question.
Then there’s Heartbreak Hill. Around mile 20, just when your legs are screaming for mercy, that sucker shows up. I’ve coached runners who’ve crushed it on paper—then melted on that climb. But those cheers at the top? Spine-tingling. Pure Boston.
And let’s not forget 2013. The bombings near the finish line changed the city—and running—forever. But in the aftermath, something stronger rose. “Boston Strong” wasn’t just a hashtag; it became a rally cry.
People who were hurt that day? Many came back and finished in spirit, backed by a global wave of runners who wouldn’t let fear win.
If you ask me, Boston is the soul of marathon running. It’s not just a race. It’s a rite of passage.
New York City Marathon – Five Boroughs of Chaos, Cheers, and Community
Since 1970, the NYC Marathon has been less of a race and more of a celebration of the human spirit. With over 53,000 finishers in 2019 alone, this beast of a race is considered the biggest marathon on earth. That’s not just a stat—it’s a stampede of stories.
You start on Staten Island and roll through Brooklyn, Queens, the Bronx, and finally Manhattan. That first mile over the Verrazzano-Narrows Bridge, the Statue of Liberty off in the distance, the sunrise hitting your face? Pure magic.
And the crowd? Two million people screaming their heads off. It’s like running through a city-wide block party.
Every year I coach runners who have NYC on their bucket list. One of them once told me after the race,
“Coach, I barely remember the last 10 miles. It felt like I was floating on noise.”
That’s the magic of New York—where Wall Street bankers, cancer survivors, and kids in superhero costumes all toe the same line. Everyone’s chasing something, and this course gives them the stage to do it.
And it’s not just about racing. It’s about being part of something big. Real big.
If you ever need a reminder of what running means, come to NYC. You’ll leave changed.
London Marathon – Fancy Streets and Big Hearts
London didn’t just arrive in 1981—it came in hot. Olympian Chris Brasher and athlete John Disley wanted to create a race that fused speed with spectacle. And man, did they nail it. Flat course? Check. Scenic tour past Big Ben, the Tower, and Buckingham Palace? Check.
But what truly makes London shine is its heart. Around 75% of runners are out there fundraising, and since 1981, they’ve pulled in over £1 billion for good causes.
You’ll see folks running in rhino suits, lab coats, fairy wings—you name it. In fact, London is Guinness World Record central. In 2025 alone, 87 records were either broken or attempted mid-race.
I’ve seen people on balconies throwing cupcakes to passing runners. Seriously. And when your legs are about to fall off at mile 23, and a stranger tosses you a cupcake? That’s London for you. It’s classy, wild, and incredibly supportive.
If you’ve got a cause, a dream, or just want a fun PR shot in front of Big Ben, London is your stage.
Berlin Marathon – Fast, Flat, and Ruthlessly Efficient
Berlin is built for speed. Since 1974, it’s been the place where records go to fall—and they’ve fallen hard. Think Kipchoge’s jaw-dropping 2:01:39 in 2018. Six men’s world records in a row have been set here. The 2023 women’s race? The top three all clocked under 2:19.
You want a PR? This is your playground.
No hills. No tricks. Just long, flat stretches and German-level precision.
Water stations are on point, crowds are energetic, and the course is smooth from start to finish.
I tell first-timers: if you want your best time ever, start here. If you want a wild scenic ride? Maybe save Berlin for when you’re chasing numbers, not nature. Berlin doesn’t care how flashy your gear is—it cares how well you can move your legs, mile after mile.
And if you’re lucky enough to hit that final stretch near the Victory Column with 40,000 people cheering you in? You’ll never forget it.
Tokyo Marathon – Discipline with a Side of Delight
Tokyo may be the newest World Major (since 2007), but it’s earned its stripes fast. It’s the kind of race where everything works like a Swiss watch—but with Japanese soul. Bibs are spotless, aid stations are like mini tea ceremonies, and the course is smooth and clean.
Don’t let the order fool you—Tokyo’s got bite. The humidity sneaks up, and with so many runners entering via lottery or charity, pace groups can get tight fast.
Still, the discipline here is inspiring. I remember seeing team pacers gliding through the crowd like a metronome—zero drama, just pace and peace.
You don’t get DJs or tutus on every corner. But you’ll get people who will cheer your name (they actually read the bib numbers aloud) and mean it. That kind of cheer? It sticks with you.
I prepped for Tokyo with mental drills—imagining the perfectly clean streets and staying in rhythm. It’s the kind of race that rewards focus. And when you hit that brutal bridge around mile 25? Yeah, you’ll feel it. But with Tokyo’s energy? You’ll push through.
Marathon du Médoc – A Race That Throws Out the Rulebook
If Berlin’s all about split times and chasing Boston Qualifiers, Médoc is the complete opposite. It’s a party in motion—equal parts race, costume parade, and wine tasting tour through Bordeaux’s vineyards.
In fact, this is the only marathon I know where stopping is part of the experience—and totally encouraged.
Every September, runners show up dressed like cartoon characters, superheroes, rock bands, or giant corks (yes, really). I’ve seen photos of full Asterix & Obelix crews charging the route like it’s a comic strip.
And along the course? Wine tasting stations—at almost every mile.
Red, white, rosé… sometimes all three in one go. Some years, they even throw in oysters, steak, and sushi bars. No kidding.
One runner put it perfectly:
“Buzzed by mile 10, bloated by 20, and grinning the whole damn way.”
And they weren’t wrong.
This event actually rewards you for stopping to sip and snack.
Now look—I’m a coach, not a bartender. I don’t recommend sipping Cabernet during your long runs. But Médoc? It’s on my bucket list. Not for the pace, but for the vibe.
It’s probably the only race where it’s totally normal to gain weight and not give a single damn about your finishing time.
The finish line is called “La Piscine” (the pool). You dip your race bib in water and sign it—like a boozy rite of passage.
The tagline? “Le Marathon le plus long du monde” (the world’s longest marathon).
Not because it’s further than 26.2, but because with all those delicious detours, it feels like it.
Honestly, every runner needs a race like this at least once.
It’s a reminder that running can be playful, silly, and full of joy.
My inner fitness nerd wants to cringe at wine by mile 5—but deep down, I get it. Sometimes running isn’t about shaving seconds. Sometimes it’s about sipping Bordeaux in costume and finishing with a full belly and a bigger smile.
Would you do Médoc?
I always ask my athletes this:
“If there was a marathon with no clocks but all the snacks and wine you could handle… would you run it?”
Great Wall Marathon – The Race That Breaks You (In the Best Way)
Now flip the script—from French wine country to the brutal stairways of ancient China.
The Great Wall Marathon is one of those races that sounds like a joke… until you try it.
The tagline? “5,164 steps into history.” That’s not poetic. That’s literal.
You run on the actual Great Wall of China—specifically the Huangyaguan section—and tackle more elevation than some mountain races.
Forget road flats—this is hands-on-the-wall, climb-on-all-fours territory.
It’s 42.2 km by the numbers, but between those 5,164 stone steps and the constant climbs and descents, it feels like double that.
This beast of a race started back in 1999 to promote adventure tourism, and now it sells out fast.
You run through unrestored sections of the Wall, mountain passes, and villages that feel untouched by time.
A friend of mine once did it—it took her over 7 hours—and when she finally hit a flat road, she said her legs forgot how to move without stairs.
But you know what makes it worth it? The view.
One side of you is ancient stone, the other is misty green mountains that stretch forever.
Around mile 20, you hit a section called Yin and Yang Square, and the crowd there cheers like you just won Olympic gold.
One of my coaching clients actually cried there—12 hours of pain, then a wall of love and cheering.
And the hype? It’s real.
The official race site calls it “the most demanding marathon of your life”, and I won’t argue.
Even Wikipedia calls it “much tougher than traditional marathons.”
As a coach, I always warn runners:
If you’re doing this, start stair training now.
Not hiking. Not jogging. Stairs.
Back in college I once climbed 100 flights in a skyscraper just for fun—on race day, my quads sent me a thank-you note.
This isn’t just a run—it’s a full-on war with your legs.
But when you cross that finish line? You feel like you survived something ancient. Like you crawled out of a dragon’s mouth.
It’s humbling. And weirdly addicting.
I tell people—if you’re even thinking about this one, don’t brush it off.
Let that seed grow.
You might just crave those stair repeats one day.
Comrades Marathon – The Race That Redefines Suffering
Now let’s crank things up. Comrades is in a league of its own. Technically, it’s not a marathon—it’s an ultra—but if you’re talking iconic races, this one’s non-negotiable.
Comrades is a monster: roughly 89 km through the hills of South Africa, depending on the year. Some years it’s the “up” run from Durban to Pietermaritzburg (~87.6 km), other years it’s the “down” run back the other way (~89.0 km).
The race was created by WWI veteran Vic Clapham to honor his fallen comrades—and the name stuck. First held in 1921, it’s now the world’s largest and oldest ultramarathon.
But it’s not just the distance that humbles you—it’s the spirit.
The race motto is “Izokuthoba”—Zulu for “It will humble you.” And man, it delivers.
You’ve got the “Big Five” hills—Cowies, Fields, Botha’s, Inchanga, and Polly Shortts. People don’t just run this race—they battle it.
There’s a hard 12-hour cutoff. Miss it by a second? A bugle sounds, and you’re blocked from the finish.
I’ve seen videos of runners collapsing just steps from the line. No medal. No mercy. Just heartbreak.
So why do thousands line up every year?
Because Comrades is more than a race.
It’s a community. A story. A pilgrimage.
You’ll see strangers carrying each other. Locals handing out salt-and-vinegar potatoes—amatop.
Spectators singing “Shosholoza” as you grind up another hill.
I’ve had runners tell me they broke down crying halfway through—not from pain, but because of the people.
I once watched a guy run on one leg with a prosthetic.
Another runner gave up his finish time just to help someone else beat the clock.
These stories aren’t Instagram fluff—they happen every year.
You cross that finish line, and it feels like your whole country is watching.
For South Africans, this race is the Olympics.
The whole country shuts down to tune in.
Look, you don’t have to run ultras to respect Comrades.
But when you hear these stories, it changes something in you.
Suddenly, your local 10K hill doesn’t feel that steep.
Your weekend long run doesn’t seem so bad.
Comrades reminds you that marathons—and life—are tough.
But we’re tougher together.
And when you hit that wall in your next race?
Maybe someone helps you over it.
Or maybe you’re the one doing the lifting.
That’s the Comrades spirit—and trust me, it sticks with you long after you’ve hung up the bib.
Other Wild & Wonderful Marathon Stories
Let’s be honest—runners are a weird bunch. And I say that with love.
We’ll chase sunrise miles, suffer for fun, and sign up for races just because they sound crazy.
So here’s a handful of marathons that prove one thing:
If it sounds wild, someone’s already running it.
Midnight Sun Marathon (Norway)
This one messes with your head in the best way.
You’re running a full marathon at midnight, but the sky looks like late afternoon.
That’s Tromsø in June—69° North and the sun never sets.
Over 7,000 runners from 88 countries showed up in 2024, and I bet every one of them double-checked their watch like, “Wait, it’s what time?”
Running under a glowing orange sky at 1 AM?
That’s the kind of thing you remember forever.
Antarctic Ice Marathon
Now this race… this one’s not for the faint-hearted.
You’re running 26.2 miles across pure snow and ice, with freezing wind blasting your face at Union Glacier.
It’s officially the southernmost marathon on Earth.
In December 2022, about 60 runners tackled it.
The winner ran a 2:53. The rest? Just surviving that wind is a win.
There’s even a rule: if your vision starts going white from snow glare, you must stop.
And yep, that’s happened before.
Man Versus Horse Marathon (Wales)
Only runners would think this was a good idea.
It’s a 21-mile trail race in Llanwrtyd Wells, Wales, where humans literally try to beat horses over rough trails.
Most years, the horses win.
But in 2004, a runner actually pulled it off.
That day, a guy outran a four-legged beast.
You better believe he walked away with a fat prize—and probably some serious bragging rights.
Barkley Marathons (USA)
This one’s the stuff of ultra-running legend.
We’re talking 100 miles (give or take) through off-trail Tennessee wilderness.
It’s intentionally confusing: you follow book clues to navigate, and the cutoff is 60 hours.
Entry? Rumored to be a small fee and a license plate.
Some years, no one finishes.
As of the last count, only 26 runners ever have (Wikipedia).
They call it “the race that eats its young.”
If you’ve ever run Barkley, you can pretty much laugh at the rest of us.
So, which would you try?
Arctic winds or midnight sun?
Wild wine stops or getting chased by horses?
To me, this is what running’s really about—it’s not just fitness.
It’s adventure.
A chance to challenge yourself in ways that sound ridiculous on paper…
and feel legendary when you cross that finish line.
Why 26.2 Miles Changes You
Alright, let’s bring it back to the heart of it all: the marathon.
Forget the medals, the shirts, the numbers on your watch. What really matters about 26.2 is how it changes you.
Most of us start this journey with doubts swirling in our heads:
“Can I even do this?”
“Am I too slow?”
“What if I fail?”
Then you start training. Early alarms. Missed parties.
Long runs that leave you wrecked and proud at the same time.
You hit that magical 15-miler at sunrise and think, “Wow, I’m doing this.”
Then a week later you bonk at mile 18, crying into your hydration vest, wondering why you ever signed up.
But then race day comes. And even though you’re nervous as hell, something in you says: let’s go.
And after the finish line?
Everything’s different.
One of my runners told me that crossing the line gave her the guts to quit a job she hated.
“If I can finish that marathon,” she said, “I can change my whole life.”
That’s the power this distance holds.
It peels away everything and leaves you with just you—and your will to keep going.
I’ve always said:
The first 20 miles? That’s just your training showing up.
But miles 21–26? That’s where you find out who you really are.
That’s the soul-searching part. The wall-hitting, tear-soaked, gritty part.
The part that says: It hurts, but you’ll live.
I’ve seen people fall to their knees at mile 25—not just from pain, but because they realized, “I’m doing this.”
And when you finish?
You don’t walk the same.
You don’t even think the same.
You start looking at everything in life and thinking,
“If I could get through that…”
So if you’re wondering, “Am I cut out for it?”
Yes. You are. You just have to start.
Even if it’s a 5K right now. Just show up.
One step at a time.
Because that finish line?
It might just show you a version of yourself you didn’t even know existed.
Coaching Takeaways from Famous Marathons
So, what can we learn from all these crazy races?
A lot, actually. Here’s what I always tell my athletes when they’re picking or prepping for a big race:
Pick a race that fits you
Love crowds, costumes, and chaos? Try Médoc or NYC.
More about chasing a PR? Berlin or Tokyo.
Want to suffer on purpose? Hello, Great Wall.
Don’t feel pressure to do what everyone else is doing—pick the one that excites you.
For a first-timer, I always say: go with a flat course, solid support, and a vibe that keeps you motivated.
First marathon? Keep it simple.
Don’t start your running career with an 89K mountain ultra.
Prove to yourself you can finish 26.2 on familiar ground.
Save the crazy stuff for your second or third.
Pacing is everything.
Learn from the pros—Boston and London elites often go for even splits.
But if your race has hills (like Boston’s Heartbreak or Comrades’ Polly Shortts), train for them.
If you’re doing the Great Wall, hit the stair climber. A lot.
Fuel smart.
Médoc might have wine and oysters, but you still need water and electrolytes.
Comrades gives you boiled potatoes and Coke.
Whatever your race, know what you’re putting in your body—and when.
I tell runners: real food 3 hours before, then stick to what your gut trusts.
Mind over miles.
Every one of these races teaches mental toughness.
One of my favorite drills is simple: help someone else through their wall.
Run with a friend who’s struggling.
That mental grit—it multiplies when you give it away.
Final Thoughts: Your Marathon, Your Story
There’s no single way to run 26.2 miles.
Some runners rock GPS watches and chase numbers.
Others wear banana costumes and run for fun.
Some chase ghosts. Some chase healing.
It’s all valid.
Maybe today you’re just eyeballing a 5K. Cool. That’s your starting line.
The beauty of the marathon is it doesn’t care where you begin.
It only asks one thing: Will you keep going?
And one day, maybe you will find yourself running past snow-covered ridges in Antarctica…
or sipping wine in Bordeaux dressed as a giant grape.
Or maybe you’ll just finish your first local marathon, smiling through tears.
Whatever your path, know this—everyone starts somewhere.
Even the legends. Even me. Even you.
So pick your race. Pick your reason. And run it like it’s yours.
Because at the end of the day, it is.
FAQ – Fun Facts About Famous Marathons
Why is a marathon 26.2 miles?
Because of the 1908 London Olympics: the royals wanted the race to start at Windsor Castle (for the kids) and end at the stadium box (for the queen), making it 26 miles + 385 yards (boston.com). That distance stuck and was standardized in 1921.
What is the most famous marathon in the world?
Subjectively, Boston is historic (since 1897) and famous for its legends and strict qualifying.
The biggest in terms of participants is New York City, which drew over 53,000 finishers in 2019, and has become iconic in its own right.
What’s the weirdest marathon out there?
Marathon du Médoc often tops that list – where runners in costume drink wine and eat oysters along the course.
Another oddball is Barkley (USA), a 100-mile ultra with almost no finishers.
But “weird” can be fun: it all depends on how wild you want to get!
Which marathons are best for beginners?
Usually, flat major-city marathons with lots of support: think Berlin, Chicago, Tokyo, etc.
These courses are mostly level and the aid stations are well-stocked.
Local smaller marathons or halfs are great too.
Bottom line: pick a course you can train for and where you know you’ll have help along the way.
Can you drink wine during a real marathon?
You won’t see it at Olympic marathons, but in Médoc it’s practically required!
For normal races, most organizers forbid alcohol on the course (and your body would hate you for it).
Stick to water and sports drink during your race, and save the wine for your next training run celebration.
What marathon has the most finishers?
New York City Marathon is typically the largest. For example, it had over 53,000 finishers in 2019.
Others like Berlin and Chicago see 40–50k, but NYC usually tops the charts.
What’s the hardest marathon in the world?
“Hardest” depends on how you measure it.
The Barkley Marathons (160 km in Tennessee) is often called the toughest – most years nobody finishes.
For a single-day race, Comrades (90 km with crazy hills) is brutally tough.
Great Wall has insane stairs.
In any case, each marathon has its own challenges, but these are in a league of their own.
Who knows – maybe you’ll find yourself at one of these races someday!
In the meantime, start with that first step.
Every runner has a story, and yours is just waiting to be written.
Good luck—and keep chasing those miles! 🏁