I read a book review in the Economist awhile ago about “The Lost Art of Walking”. The review seemed favorable enough, and since walking isn’t that far from running, I decided to pick up a copy.
I’ve started reading it, and I haven’t been that thrilled so far. I’m only two chapters in. The first chapter seemed to be a lot of dry facts that I found rather boring. The second was about walking in Los Angeles, which I found more interesting since I’ve been there. I could relate to his descriptions of places.
There was one passage though that caught my eye:

If there’s a journey’s end for the Hollywood Boulevard walk, it’s Grauman’s Chinese Theatre, where people congregate and pay a couple of dollars to have their picture taken with a lookalike: a Marilyn, an Elvis, a Charlie Chaplin, a man in a Spider-Man suit, a woman dressed as Wonder Woman. Since changing facilities are limited on Hollywood Boulevard, most of the characters arrive already in costume, and in order to avoid commuting, many of them live in the area within walking distance of work. One of the best sights I know in Hollywood is to see Wonder Woman emerging from her apartment block on Las Palmas and striding up to Hollywood Boulevard, getting into character as she goes.

This answered a question I’ve had since last February. If I look at the location it took place (just south of the theatre,) I can say I had my Wonder Woman moment.