a woman just came into the cafe, stood in line for 10 minutes, chatted with people, got her order, and walked to her table... ALL THE WHILE WEARING HER BIKE HELMET.
i never want to be that person.
I accept that wearing a bike helmet might save my life. Like running shoes, raincoats, and sorrel boots in the winter, a bike helmet is a dorky accessory that changes your life for the better. But dear lord, there's no reason to wear one when you don't have to.
11:45 a.m. - 2008-12-14
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