If you noticed that oops, I did it again, you were probably wondering how I broke my arm this time (actually last time it was my hand). Well, here’s your answer. Short, quick, and painful. Although now I’m actually feeling okay, thanks for asking.
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Tagged bicycle, bicycle accident, bicycle crash, bike, bike accident, bike crash, biking, broken arm, broken bone, cycling, helmet
This week’s Dustinland is pretty much what went down in real life when I recently picked up a bike at a garage sale. Unfortunately my wife is probably right. It just really does feel doofy riding around with a helmet on, especially when pretty much everyone I pass in my neighborhood is riding without one. But it’s true, even without commuting, all it takes is one accident, one stupid driver to put a dent in your head that could leave you unable to do anything but eat soup for the next 50 years.
This situation definitely made me feel like a little kid again though. “But come on, I don’t want to wear a wool winter hat! It makes me look stupid! None of the other kids wear them!”