There's a point where you just have to embrace it.

I had a good ride this morning- no! It was a GREAT ride. I made good time, I had green lights, it was beautiful. It wasn't until I was three blocks from work and I caught a glimps of my reflection in a store front window that I realized I had my helmet on completely backwards. Oh man. There was no fixing it. I rode the rest of the way with a big grin on my face- further proving the "special-ness" of my bike's rider.