A while back I took a wicked fall off Twyla after a sneak attack by a pothole. My helmet saved me from a nasty head injury, if the hefty crack in the padding was any indication. Until then Ms. T insisted she didn't need a bike helmet. Seeing me take that fall and walk away from it changed her mind.
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Never mind: don't answer that. I'll just get mad. :-)
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My SIL is a major supporter of helmets now -- I think she donated the wrecked helmet to the local police department to use in their bike safety program. It makes her really angry to see kids without helmets. It goes without saying that our kids have worn helmets from the moment they first climbed onto a Big Wheel, no exceptions.
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It makes me angry to see adults riding bikes without helmets, particularly on the busy, congested streets of NYC. I don't know what they think will happen, if they hit the ground.
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Not many of us are willing to think about what will happen when we hit the ground, and in a much larger sense than just bicycles. We convince ourselves that we won't hit the ground in the first place. "It can't happen to me." Some of us get rude awakenings in that department, but in general, we tend to sail along, thinking that we are the exception. I know I do it.
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(And I'm glad to hear you're okay, and that you'll both be sporting helmets from now on)
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