
As they peeled-off layers of clothes, they discovered my Road ID, which allowed them to contact my husband, who was able to arrive quickly. The First Responders even told me they were impressed that I ride with my blood type on my ID, even though it was thankfully not necessary. I ended up getting 10 stitches in my chin that was busted all the way to the bone.
The other night at a team practice, my teammates were giving me grief about my ridiculous Road ID tan. Despite being labeled as "an ultimate tri geek" for never taking it off, I will continue to wear it always. Thanks, again!
- Elizabeth .W from Fort Collins, CO