Ok I have to admit, I intentionally waited to post this on International Helmet Awareness Day. That probably gives you a clue that I am religious about wearing my helmet every time I ride. I have always been like that, but I really realized how important it was when I first started riding at the therapeutic center last year, and a horse I assumed was absolutely dead quiet (being a therapy horse, you know?) bolted on me. It was the first time I ever felt dizzy and not quite right after a fall, and although I kept riding after I caught up to my horse, in hindsight I think I had a very, very mild concussion.
You really never know what is going to happen, whether it's on a new horse or one you've known for years. Just think of Courtney King-Dye and her traumatic brain injury when her horse tripped. Yes, there are a million excuses not to wear a helmet, but why take that chance with your brain? You only get one, and it only takes one trip, or one spook. At least to me, the minor inconvenience of ugly helmet hair is worth knowing that my odds of dying/becoming a vegetable are slightly lessened.