I frickin' forgot my helmet again today. gawdammit.
Yesterday i had a handful of minutes to scour in a workout. Rushing out to a still dripping Sputnik, I pulled out the bike and started tossing on all the chamois i could scrounge up from the floorboards. Got all the gloves and wet gear on and then looked around for the decrepit helmet ...
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It's not as though i'm all that worried about crashing out my brainpan ... i mean, to be honest ~ i'm waaay too stupid to be a'feared on bicycles. That's always been one of my biggest assets and one of my most painful weaknesses.
100 mile breakaway? solo? Sign my ass up!
slam shoulders and throw cursewords at the field-sprinting-linebackers of spandex? well, that's just my favorite thing ever!
motorpace through mid-town traffic a few inches off the unknowing bumber? really, i try not to do that ... promise!
But what really embarrasses the hell out of me about riding without a helmet is when some 11-year old sees me pedaling fierce up the hill'ervals, all fancy-pants in spandexed bling-bling, and thinks it's the epitome of coolness to ride skidlidless. That bums my ass out.
and now i've got to do it again today.