Today marks the fourth anniversary of my first Moonwalk so I thought it was fitting to share the story of my day. This was taken from my diary at the time with very little in the way of editing. Even so, I think it captures the feeling of the night, the emotions and the sheer fatigue of walking through the night in an unfamiliar city for twenty six point two miles. I have added a few retrospective comments in italics where I thought they were necessary.
Continue reading Memories of Moonwalk 2011, a long, cold walk in the dark