For, yesterday an old man backed out of his driveway and nearly ran Shea and I over. I was wearing light grey colored sweats and Shea is white for God's sake! I thought we were pretty easy to see! Tonight I left for a run at about 4:30. With tomorrow being the shortest day of the year, I left myself very little daylight to run in. With my black jacket on, I turned into the idiot I thought the reflective vest wearers were. A few times I actually had to wave my hands in the air to be sure oncoming traffic could see me. Probably not the safest way to go.
With that, I would like to ask Santa for a reflective vest. Hear that Santa (Jeff)? I know it's late notice, but you are supposed to be magical, right?
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