Mr SS had pulled away from me prior to this and I'd been running on my own for a while, as I came through the start/finish for the penultimate time Mark (who had dropped out after 15 miles or so) told me that I was in second 'what, second lady?' I asked 'no, second overall' he replied. I could see MR SS up ahead and he was walking, I had a word as I passed and tried to get him going again but he said that his hamstring had gone. Shortly thereafter a man came past me and pulled gently away. I ran the last lap mentally ticking off the landmarks and thanking each marshal as I passed them for the last time and managed to pick up the pace a little to finish second overall and first lady by about twenty minutes or so. I only went and bloody won!
Sorry for the long post and slightly over lapping report.