In the last 10 months I’ve spent more than $1000 on new hemlets. That’s a nice set of race wheels. A pretty decent track bike. Three pairs of top notch shoes. Two new Garmins or Scion bike boxes. Or about 500 gels. But having just hit the deck for the third time in 2013 – smacking my head rather hard every time – I can vouch that none of these things come even remotely close to offering the same value for money as a decent helmet.
As I lay on the side of the Landsdowne crit circuit this morning after flying over the handlebars at about 40km/h and landing on my head, I remember thinking (once again) “boy, lucky I’m wearing a good helmet.” Just as when I was hit by a car last month, yes, I have a headache and a sore neck which will no doubt be even sorer tomorrow. But without that impact protection, it’s a pretty safe bet I would probably be in hospital with, at the very least, serious concussion.
It’s these ‘mortality reminding’ moments that leave me truly horrifed when I see riders out there without helmets. Illegal or otherwise, it’s just plain crazy. You only get one brain. Protect it.