Looking Like A Twat has Never Worried Me.

I need a new bike helmet. Using a MTB helmet on my road bike is no good. What with the position being so different and my head being lower, the peaky-bit obscures my view, and I can only see about 2 metres in front of me, so I have to angle my neck up and that's bound to hurt on long rides.

Sooooooooo.
The opportunity to buy a silly hat will soon be upon me.
But it will have to me cheap (ish).

This is the most sensible choice, and it matches my bike.

But then, oh! Look at this!!

ALIEN!!!!

Although, seeing as my cat leaves dead mice in my shoes, I can't quite say I like her at the moment.

And then there's this, which I think would keep my neck toastie, and I like the visor bit. :)

Today is my last swim of the week, and next week I shall have to go super early in the morning as apparently the schools are off again, and I'd rather tut at elderly earlybirds than scream at kids who think swimming pools are there to have fun in.

Actually, something odd happened last time. Three breast-stroking (as in doing the breast stroke, not fondling themselves in public) dry-haired old ladies went in at the same time as me, and apart from the fact I overtook them a lot (which is novel for me), I didn't really notice them, we weren't sharing lanes or anything. Anyway, when I went to my locker to get my shampoo they were already dressed and at the mirror.
One of them looked straight out me, tipped her head in my direction and said to her friend 'She's out.' in a flat tone.

What?

So?

So what?

Were they secretly timing me?
Did I annoy them somehow?
Were they very impressed with my awesome swimming? (awesome compared to them, that is).

I wanted to say 'Who's she, the cat's mother?'
As it was I said nothing as I didn't really think about it at the time.
Now I need a time machine to go back and shake some answers out of one of them.