Yellow Lights Rock!!!

A few weeks ago I was getting ready to go for a run after work. In homage to Johnny Cash, 90% of my running attire is black. Well, it probably has more to do with the silver and black of the San Antonio Spurs, but I digress.

I have black windpants, black lycra, a black hat, black running jackets, and I go running with my black dog who has a black leash and a black collar. I'm shitting you negative. This is no exaggeration and did not happened conciously. I gravitate towards the color black.

It was getting so dark so very early a few weeks back that nobody could see me or my dog when I went running. It became so bad that I'd scare people. Or other people walking their dogs, might see me, but would not realize I also had a dog.

So I gave in and bought a refelctive vest to put over my clothes. As I was putting it on and Poncho had on his reflective collar that I had just bought for him, Emily walked in and said, "You're wearing your vest! Yay! I love safety!!"

Can't say I've never thought of the concept of safety in those terms before. Emily will say little things like that from time to time and they really stay with me.