In the freezing snow, I saw a little girl, no older than five, standing barefoot on the side of the road. I was late. The club was waiting. My Harley rumbled impatiently under me, the chrome cold enough to burn. My first thought was pure annoyance. But she wasn't wearing a coat. Just a long, pink party dress. Her lips were blue, and she was clutching a small, stuffed bear so tightly her knuckles were white. She didn't cry. She just stared at my bike's headlight like it was the only warm thing le

Why can some horses travel hundreds of miles barefoot and others can’t? This video I posted on my story with a tongue in cheek caption of “barefoot is best until they wear their feet down to a nub” raised some interesting debate. Anyone who knows me and my platform knows I am a huge barefoot advocate, I have written articles and done webinars on the whole debate. I actively encourage a large proportion of clients to go barefoot. This post, first and foremost, was meant to be lighthearted, a joke