Life’s rough, get a helmet

Thanks to a generous friend and his desire not to, as he puts it, “feed me soup,” after a traumatic brain injury, I am now a legitimate, helmeted member of the cycling community. Just this morning I put the helmet on and biked to my favorite coffee shop in town to blog.

As helmets go, it’s pretty stylish. (That may be akin to saying that one toddler is a less-sticky toddler than other toddlers. All toddlers are pretty sticky, and all bike helmets are pretty unattractive.) It’s black and white and has a knob for adjusting in the back.

I am safer, though. And safe is the point.

Does anyone have any tips for looking OK in a helmet? Any recommendations for sticker decorations?