Boris Bajic
Guest
This is about my cycle helmet, but more for idle chatter and observation than proper debate.
I went on a wet sunday afternoon ride with our youngest (14). He was an occasional and reluctant helmet wearer, but now seems keen to wear one. I don't know the reason for the change of heart.
He wore a helmet yesterday; I wore a beanie. That is usually how it goes.
On the way home he did what his elder sister tried at eight - he said I ought to wear a helmet and he wouldn't if I didn't. So I said I'd carry it on my elbow for him...
Then he said he was serious and in future he wouldn't ride with me unless I wore one. I am completely on the fence on this one, so it goes back on. I seem to have been born spineless.
Interestingly, he is more affected than his older siblings by what isconsidered 'cool'. I wasn't surprised when he pretty much dumped helmets at twelve. This is an unpredicted volta face. I suspect it might involve the thinking of one or another inamorata. His texting behaviour suggests that love has entered the room.
I giggled as we rode home after his moral victory (me still in a beanie but probably for the last time for a while). In mixed rain and hot, damp air, he got an incredibly itchy scalp under his helmet... Tee hee. That'll learn him to make demands of his elders.
But he wins; if I want to ride with him (and I do) then I must put my absurd early-nineties hat on.
I went on a wet sunday afternoon ride with our youngest (14). He was an occasional and reluctant helmet wearer, but now seems keen to wear one. I don't know the reason for the change of heart.
He wore a helmet yesterday; I wore a beanie. That is usually how it goes.
On the way home he did what his elder sister tried at eight - he said I ought to wear a helmet and he wouldn't if I didn't. So I said I'd carry it on my elbow for him...
Then he said he was serious and in future he wouldn't ride with me unless I wore one. I am completely on the fence on this one, so it goes back on. I seem to have been born spineless.
Interestingly, he is more affected than his older siblings by what isconsidered 'cool'. I wasn't surprised when he pretty much dumped helmets at twelve. This is an unpredicted volta face. I suspect it might involve the thinking of one or another inamorata. His texting behaviour suggests that love has entered the room.
I giggled as we rode home after his moral victory (me still in a beanie but probably for the last time for a while). In mixed rain and hot, damp air, he got an incredibly itchy scalp under his helmet... Tee hee. That'll learn him to make demands of his elders.
But he wins; if I want to ride with him (and I do) then I must put my absurd early-nineties hat on.
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