I’ve put on a helmet more times than I’ve buckled a seatbelt.
I am that dork who packs a bike helmet in her suitcase.
Every time I put my helmet on it’s a challenge.
My favorite video game when I was a kid was this game called ‘Metroid’ and the main character of ‘Metroid’ was Samus. Samus has this body armor suit, helmet and everything except at the end of the game, the helmet comes off and it was revealed that Samus was actually a woman.
I’ve seen descriptions of advanced TV systems in which a simulation of reality is computer-controlled; the TV viewer of the future will wear a special helmet. You’ll no longer be an external spectator to fiction created by others, but an active participant in your own fantasies/dramas.
When you’re wearing a motorcycle helmet, people don’t know who you are. So I just wander around and, yeah, it’s pretty awesome.
Once you get on to the racetrack on Sunday and you strap your helmet on and you come down especially toward the end of the race, it’s every man for himself. It’s me against the world. It’s me against everybody else. Sometimes you’re against your critics, as well, too.
Taking B12 is the price of getting to be vegan, the way wearing a helmet is the price of getting to ride a motorcycle and giving up alcohol for nine months is the price of getting to have a baby.
Scarily, football helmets, which do a fine job of protecting against scalp laceration and skull fracture, do little to prevent concussions and may even exacerbate them, since even as the brain is rattling around inside the skull, the head is rattling around inside the helmet.
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