I fell recently and had to take a trip to urgent care. I went straight from the arena to the urgent care. Before I got out of the car to walk into the urgent care, my mother suggested I take off my helmet and gloves (I was in a lot of pain...I wasn't thinking about fashion). I got a lot of up-downs in the waiting room. Not only was I wearing breeches, tall boots, and spurs, but I was covered in dirt, so I'm sure I was a delightful sight to behold. After our trip to urgent care, my mother and I went went to the pharmacy and dinner, with me still in my riding clothes. Apparently there's no where I won't go with spurs on!!!