Give the brother some room!

I don't ask for much in this world, but a little space is appreciated. One thing that really pisses me off is when cars crowd me on the road.

We only have one main drag in my little town. I always make sure I'm over as far as I can be without falling into the ditch. Most times, cars will move over. I try to acknowledge with a wave, thumbs up, or some kind of, 'thank you'. However, sometimes when I'm really gassed, or I'm really trying to focus and finish strong, I don't. I think most people understand.

However, this phenomenon is not limited to Matilda Street. I also run along Dye Road, which goes past the I-72 overpass. There's a good number of people who will give me some room. This is even more important, as many of the Curry semi trucks travel this road, and the speed limit is higher.

So, drivers, give a bald brother a bit of wiggle room!