**Originally posted September 20, 2015**

On Thursday night I broke my collarbone on my right side.

Admittedly, attempting to do a five-stride line in four while on an open step at the end of the course was not the best option. Hindsight, as they say, is a wonderful thing. But I went down, my horse went down, and the fence went down with us, and that is the painful reality of the situation. I’m sidelined with an immobile (for the time being) right arm, my horse is bandaged up with a fracture in his right foreleg, and neither of us can do, well, anything for two months.

Before the violins start playing and I get even more questions about my injury, let me make some things clear: no, I’m not going to stop riding. Yes, it hurts. No, I’m not afraid of horses/jumping/oxers. Yes, it is my first broken bone in nearly 19 years of riding horses. And finally, I appreciate the sympathy, but please don’t hug me or touch my right side.

I still have a ton of posts waiting to be written including fall trends, a recap on the LA Masters on Sunday, and (of course) injury tips, so I’m not going anywhere. I just wanted to drop by and let y’all know what was happening and that I, and my horse, will be a-ok.

Here’s to healing,
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