I planned to do a quick ride and then race back home to clean up and meet my mom who was coming into town for a visit. As luck would have it, I got a call from the optometrist saying that my new glasses were ready to pick up. Believe it or not, the eye doctor is less than 5 minutes from the barn.
I looked down at my purple Ovation Zocks which were pulled over my breeches and stuffed into a grimy pair of Mudruckers. I thought about how much time I could save if I went straight from the barn to the optometrist's. The problem was that I looked gross and probably smelled a wee bit funky.
To my relief, it was a slow day and I was the only one in the waiting room. I was in and out in five minutes, but I learned my lesson: Always be a little barn decent in case you have to run an errand afterwards. And if not, keep some wet wipes and a bottle of water handy!