19th century competitive pedestrianism is the funniest thing on earth. hell yes ill get drunk and watch people walk in a circle for literally a full uninterrupted week and they have to sleep in the middle of the field
"Each [pedestrian] had their own signature technique β Weston was renowned for his wobble (he was sometimes known as "the Wily Wobbler"), while the famous Daniel O' Leary was known for pumping his arms like pistons and clutching corn on the cobs in each hand, which he claimed helped to absorb the sweat."
come on. fuck me up let's go
