I have to say, I was quite impressed when Chris asked to borrow a helmet for you. I didn't think in a million years he would get you out on the bike before it was 75 degrees out. You go girl.
I know, I impress even myself sometimes. And you would have been impressed, too, if you'd seen my bad-ass biker outfit: between my librarian eyeglasses your skull-n-crossbones helmet, and Chris's purple Patagonia windbreaker that is way too big for me, I looked really...confused, probably.