William
02-11-2009, 03:20 PM
Is Lazer's diamond-encrusted helmet so over the top that it's stylish?--Francis Tortorro, IN
In general, as you know, I strongly endorse the efforts of all who try to look as pro as possible. But Lazer's $7,000, special-edition Genesis helmet--encrusted with a 1.18-carat diamond on a gold nameplate and originally created for Quick Step racers who won a Classic or ProTour stage--is a tough call even for me. When assuming a pro look, you must always keep two unbreachable precepts in mind:
1. The higher you climb in the hierarchy from newbie to pro, the less you should imitate one. Full Euskaltel kit paired with an orange Orbea Orca and Campy tubulars on a 15-mile charity ride? Genius. A simple ProTour jersey in a Cat 3 race? Loser beyond pity or salvation.
2. Always remember that pros don't pay for the decadent gear they ride--and as a corollary, if you pay a lot to do so, you are stupider than they are. For context, this makes you stupider than people who rock mullets and believe taking a shower fills your legs with water. Yet, stupid people are happy people, and I would change places with you in an instant if I could.
The Genesis exists in a gray area between these two guiding principles. Flying that lid at a lunch ride is a stroke of genius neither Einstein nor Yamamoto could have conceived. And yet, while there's an ecstatic amount of beauty to be found in laying the helmet down on the cobbles while trying to hold Boonen's wheel through Arenberg, the crash that costs you $7,000 will occur when you topple over at the stoplight in front of the Pizza Hut at 10th and Main.
If you fancy yourself unskilled and lacking all potential, yet happy, run the helmet.
In general, as you know, I strongly endorse the efforts of all who try to look as pro as possible. But Lazer's $7,000, special-edition Genesis helmet--encrusted with a 1.18-carat diamond on a gold nameplate and originally created for Quick Step racers who won a Classic or ProTour stage--is a tough call even for me. When assuming a pro look, you must always keep two unbreachable precepts in mind:
1. The higher you climb in the hierarchy from newbie to pro, the less you should imitate one. Full Euskaltel kit paired with an orange Orbea Orca and Campy tubulars on a 15-mile charity ride? Genius. A simple ProTour jersey in a Cat 3 race? Loser beyond pity or salvation.
2. Always remember that pros don't pay for the decadent gear they ride--and as a corollary, if you pay a lot to do so, you are stupider than they are. For context, this makes you stupider than people who rock mullets and believe taking a shower fills your legs with water. Yet, stupid people are happy people, and I would change places with you in an instant if I could.
The Genesis exists in a gray area between these two guiding principles. Flying that lid at a lunch ride is a stroke of genius neither Einstein nor Yamamoto could have conceived. And yet, while there's an ecstatic amount of beauty to be found in laying the helmet down on the cobbles while trying to hold Boonen's wheel through Arenberg, the crash that costs you $7,000 will occur when you topple over at the stoplight in front of the Pizza Hut at 10th and Main.
If you fancy yourself unskilled and lacking all potential, yet happy, run the helmet.