Getting home from Tuesday night meditation, I had my beloved Fenix L2D blazing at the second-highest setting for an exciting bit of downhill. After stopping at a light and proceeding in a more leisurely way, I passed a couple of guys chatting in the middle of the street.

After I passed, I heard this exchange:

"Whoa, I thought that was a car!"

"Ninja."

That put a big smile on my face. It's worth mentioning my clothes were mostly black, plus a balaclava against the cold wind.