I was hit by a pickup!
I never gave much thought about the need for identification when running, as I like to run as light as possible.
Miles away from my indentification!
I woke that morning excited to run my first marathon through the streets of Washington DC. The atmosphere was electric, and the first ten miles seemed to pass by effortlessly. I had no idea that a ...
Road ID is as important as my helmet!
I have zero memories of the day of my accident. I do know that It was National Ride Your Bike to Work Week and I was determined to ride my bike 3 of 5 days. On one of those bicycle commutes somet...
The driver didn't see me!
I'm sure glad Road ID is out there. I have been run over on my bike twice in 13 years, not to mention the close calls that most cyclists deal with on almost every ride. I simply accept that if I wa...
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I know the importance!
As an EMT, I know the importance of being able to identify someone. I recently responded to a bicycling accident, and it is very disconcerting to have a patient that is unable to tell you anything ...
We thought the driver saw us!
With the County Championships just days away, my cross-country team and I headed out for a distance run from our suburban Atlanta high school. We were barely half a mile off-campus when we entered ...
Never go WALKING without my Road ID!
I have known for a long time that I need to carry ID when I walk or hike. Seldom, however, did I do what I knew I should. When I remembered to carry ID (which wasn't regularly) I might carry my dr...
More important than my Shoes!
I don't expect anything to happen when I am out there doing what I love to do, but if it does, my Road ID could be more important
Thanks for making my wife happy!
My wife originally requested that I get a Road ID because she would worry while I was gone for hours on long runs.
Color me impressed!
Your Road IDs are more attractive and can store much more information than other identification items that I have carried in my running store.
A close call - I now wear ID!
On a quiet Friday evening I was riding in Charlotte, North Carolina. 256 miles from home, a car slammed into me.
