tempests in tea pots.
I started wearing a helmet off and on when I saw my friend Tricia wearing one. She found the Tipperary worked for her, and I tried it- it fit so much better than the Troxel I’d tried and failed to make myself wear. She’s a trail rider.
I really got into wearing one when I started dressage lessons, and my instructor required them of me. Silly, I know, since I required them of MY students, but not of myself. So that was another one on one influence. Now, I wear them every ride. Oops, mostly every ride. When I do slip I feel pretty nekked without it.
My point is I don’t look at the big boys and girls and run out to buy and use what they buy and use. I believe real and lasting influence more often happens a whole lot closer to home. It’s the people you surround yourself with, in real time, that influence whether you start doing x, y or z.
Nancy Reagan could tell me to just say no, all day long. You didn’t see me listenin. Just sayin