11 thoughts I've had since I wear a bicycle helmet

A life without a bicycle helmet differs from the one with immense. 11 Thoughts, which are made only by a helmet-encircled brain: 

 1. "I have something on my head.

" It is a bicycle helmet. He weighs half a kilo and so I have now about three medium-sized apples on the head. Or a double chicken breast. Seen in this way, almost gladly around the helmet, this is a similar feeling, like a new glasses on the nose. A new piece of plastic sits on me, in this case it covers the eyes and tweaks the skin under the chin. When the salesman in the bike store me try to test on the head, to test the seat of the helms, I almost cut back and subordinate him that he likes to hit people on the head. This is often the case, because many people buy a bicycle helmet. Many people do not want to die. 

 2. "I am sure." 

 While the bobble stone, which is mostly frequented by children's carriages, feels like a giant baby riding bicycles without support wheels for the first time, the roundabout at Kottbusserdamm makes it clear that a bicycle helmet is more than the silly homesickness of a post-safe generation For physical danger rather than getting bored. On the Kottbusserdamm there is no reason to boredom and when the last time a drunken taxidermist drove into me, the boredom was limited even in Halskrause. The "What would have happened if ..." moments in life are increasing and the willingness to leave one's own fate to a drunken taxi driver. 

 3. "I drive as if I were safe." 

 This form of the feeling of safety also has drawbacks. I am not a very sporty cyclist. I'm coming back to work and back, maybe to the Wannsee, but I can see from an east coast to bike. The basic feeling that only people with a certain qualification can wear a helmet worthy and the remainder thereby unmasked as a heap of wobbly tract builders in the big city, leads to daring. Well, with helmet, you can also take the one or the other stage or curve, which one would not have trusted without. 

 4. "Bicycle helmets look terrible out of principle." 

 It is not worthwhile to make a secret out of this consideration, so we bring it behind us. Neither do I have a tendency to elaborate plug-in devices, nor do I have to wear helmets on a Turban and yet - the thought "I will look like a dumbbell" is quite familiar to me. First, it's not that bad. So, not quite so bad. Second: Trotteltum has many faces. This does not prevent the wearing of a helmet. And thirdly, functional things have never been beautiful or delicious, or in any way aesthetic. This can be seen in Tschibo's functional jackets; Or with cough syrup. He can not taste the hell again, if he wants to be healthy. 

 5. "The hairstyle is unimportant." 

 Usually one looks in the morning out of the window and must consider whether cap or not, whether hair is blow dry or not, yes, whether at all wheel or better track. If you go with the helmet out of the house, so much is pleasantly indifferent. Leatherjacket, bicycle helmet and the day is your friend. It does not matter if it's windy, your hairstyle is a flattered joke anyway, so do not even try it. After the initial overhaul, this is insanely relaxing. And as long as you have the helmet open, no one looks anyway. 

 6. "There is no reasonable reason against a bicycle helmet." 

 On most things in life, you can discuss quite split - politics, the Berghain or Kätzchenwelpen videos. A discussion with a bicycle helmet carrier, however, resembles that of a vegetarian: There is really no reason to do so. So if you had a hard day, the boss rejected all your good suggestions and got your bike a false parking ticket - start a discussion with the vain helmet at the evening beer and know already before that: You will have won gloriously. 

 7. "Actually, a helmet is quite useful when shopping." 

 There are several supermarkets, the Kaufland, for example, as there are either huge shopping trolleys or pallets of cardboard. One is too big, for the other one needs both hands and, if one is not an octopus, the shopping is conceivable impractical. As a proud bicycle helmet owner I know however to help and put my bunch of radishes and the rest in the helmet. There he dangles like a bunch of baskets around my forearm, and, like a contented fiddler on a water-coloring tour in Tuscany, he puts the poppy-bouquet into the basket, I do the same with a broccoli. 

 8. "I can handle unpleasant small talk." 

 Sometimes you meet people on the street. Sometimes this is nice, sometimes not so much. You can, of course, wigs or unusual hut set, then you are either not recognized or considered quite strange and not even addressed. With a helmet, however, one is incognito in the most everyday way possible. If there is an urban variant of Harry Potter's cloak, then this is a bicycle helmet. Fixation snatch and hiding-place play ade - the bicycle helmet regulates the.

 9. "The helmet is a cross-religion accessory." 

 Under the bicycle helmet are all the same. Whether headscarf or kufi, dreadlocks or tonsure, they all fit under one and the same helmet and they all want to reach their destination safely. Whether this is any church or a day care is under the helmet completely no preference. 

 10. "Helmets are understood." 

 And because all helmets are carriers of the same attitude, the Berlin traffic aggression among us Nussschalen a little bit. One smiles knowingly when one once again the skin under the chin in the closure buckle pinched or if the perspiration itself in April April runs into the eyes. Sure, the blue helmet over there has been hit on the head! The child with the Marienkäferhelm is surely also afraid of the Kottbusserdamm and certainly there is in Berlin in Bälde a single exchange, the "different types of helmet" matcht ".

 11. "Maybe the bicycle helmet does not change my life."

 Maybe a bicycle helmet is simply a visible symptom that something has changed in your life. Maybe you got a child. Or so many broken ribs that the marriage with a surgeon would be much more complex than the purchase of a bicycle helmet. Perhaps you no longer need to rebel against your caring mother, who has been trying to get a helmet to you for years, or maybe you have watched the statistics on survival chances with and without a helmet. Because of reason, some buy a Tupperware set with a stackable wine glass, some new sunglasses, if they want to see things differently. For me, it's a helmet