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Why I’m Done Wearing a Helmet

Breakfast rides became a popular Sunday non-event a generation ago. The rides were the idea of Harold Absalonson. This photo was taken March 28, 1983. (Rich Landers/Photo Archive/The Spokesman-Review)
Breakfast rides became a popular Sunday non-event a generation ago. The rides were the idea of Harold Absalonson. This photo was taken March 28, 1983. (Rich Landers/Photo Archive/The Spokesman-Review)

By Lindsey Wallace

I’m done wearing a bike helmet.

Now, don’t hold me to that. Maybe I’ll want one in the winter when the roads are icy. Maybe I’ll be required to wear one on a group ride. Maybe I’ll travel cross-country, planning to bike on deserted roads. But when it comes to casual riding, I’m done.

At the conference I attended last week, I mentioned, “I don’t wear a helmet, and I’m a public health professional,” to audible gasps and laughter.

To read the rest of Wallace's essay, click here.

 

Lindsey Wallace is a diehard Minnesotan and member of the Minneapolis Bicycle Advisory Committee. The full essay appears on bikinginmpls.com.



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