I finally own a helmet!

As inconvenient, bulky, breeze-restricting and gooberish as they may be, it's just dumb for me not to be wearing one. After almost being hit three times since I starting training in September, I've been meaning to get one for a while. I like my brain and I prefer it unscrambled. Plus, I've had three close friends in serious bike accidents in the past couple of years and they're lucky to have gotten out as in-tact, functioning and beautiful as they are.

Special thank you to an awesome friend of mine, Eric, who surprised me with a donation last month. I used it to buy my helmet, so thanks a ton, dude. Eric was originally going to do the tour with me, but we're still unsure about how the dates are working out with his school's schedule. Them northeast kids get out so much later than we do. He's really into biking, too and makes his own bikes...welds and all that jazz. I don't know how he does it, but he's pretty dang talented.