Spartathon is 153 mile race
Dan Rose does a nice job of taking about the American's in the race here:
I am not sure how the tracking will be - It appears only the checkpoints highlighted in Yellow show the whole field that has passed that point - So Checkpoint # 22 & # 35
Currently Checkpoint # 22 the Leaders are at
The US contigent
Top 5 Females
Description of legs here
Checkpoint # 22 = 81 KM or 50.3 miles
My greek is rusty - But I think they started @ 7 AM - Meaning the leader passed 50.3 miles in 6:08:58 @ 7 minute 20 second miles
1st American Burke = 7:53:52 = 9 minute 25 second miles
Dan Rose's stated goal was 7:45-8 hours and is @ 8:48:53 = 10'30s - Hopefully can is OK
Next up will be checkpoint # 35 = 124km or 77 miles
Note: Ivan won last year's Spartathon in 23:03:06 and also was 3rd at the 24 hour World Champs in Brive France with 163.63 miles. Jan-Albert Lantnik was the runner up at the 2010 Spartathon in 23:31.
17:18 = 10 hours 18 minutes @ 77 miles ~ 7:30 pace
Not sure what happened - I see no USA runners finished ???
Dan Rose - Cross posted from Ultra-List
For a little first-hand insight, I'm chiming in from Athens after coming back from the finish festivities in Sparta. For starters, Chad, Jamie, and Adrian did not make the trip this year, so that left 6 American in the starting field. I hooked up with all but Christian in the crowd before the start, and everyone was appropriately excited and anxious to get going. The weather was pretty great (60s, no crazy humidity), and with the VERY solid 2 month block of training I had leading into the race (150 mile weeks, no injuries), I was quietly confident I would be able to meet my goal of a 27 hour finish. I went out an my planned easy 9s pace and settled in on the climb out of Athens. Mike and Oz were understandably worried about running over 100 miles for the first time, and they ran together from the gun a little back from me. Chisholm was in their neighborhood as well, and Rajeev was slightly behind him (never saw Christian, but looking at the splits, he was in front of all of us). About 10 miles in (after some delightful chatting with Brit Peter Foxhall), I noticed something was very 'off' with my energy level. My usual fuel plan was in action, but my legs felt deader than dead for some reason. By mile 20 I knew I was in real trouble as I felt more like I had 100 miles on my legs. At this point the only thing I could think of doing was upping my calories to try and jump start my engine a bit, but the resulting combination of too much fuel and the rising heat (plus the downright horrible fumes from all the trucks, factories, and the oil refinery) bought me a couple rides on the Vomit Comet. Needless to say, it was a sad drag of my ass to Corinth at mile 50 (I at least wanted to make it over the canal onto the same body of land as the finish line). While I technically still had 30 mins at that cut off, I was moving at about 45 min pace at that point and knew it was all over (heck I knew it was over 25 miles earlier, but we all know enough to hold out hope for ressurection in this sport, right?!). As for what gave me glue legs right from the get go, I really don't know for sure. Probably a combinations if many things, not the least getting precious little sleep the previous 3 days due to travel/lag). After me, Rajeev gave it his all before timing out at mile 68 or so. Mike and Oz fought through the heat (and some stomach issues for Oz) together for over 50 miles, but Oz sent Mike ahead shortly thereafter to keep from holding him back. In the end, the only one who made it over the mountain was Mike (with the help of a blanket the aid station gave him to keep warm over the windy and freezing pass), but he too timed out about 10 miles after. We all met up at the finish yesterday to cheer in the last few hours of runners, and we were all pretty bummed that none of us made it. We also universally agreed that the race is MUCH tougher than 'just' a 153 mile run. The combination of long travel, flat-out horrible traffic/air conditions in the vast majority of the first 50 miles, mid-day heat (there's precious little shade on the course), and the much tougher-than-they-appear climbs, all add up to a challenge that's much tougher than the distance appears on paper. I'll write up an entertaining report on my blog with lots of photos when I get back in the States this week. Until then (and until the others post their reports), I'll just say that all of us really did give it our best in the race, but it's just a flat-out tough course on many levels, and it got the best of all of us this year.