OK, that’s my broken collarbone, actually, not broken, but separated from the joint where it’s supposed to be (that’s the little circle on top of my shoulder to the left side). I did it, believe it or not, teaching my kids how to safely ride a 250 CC motocross trail bike up a steep hill. Did fine the first two times, then got confident and busted it at 90% up the hill when the tires got into a deeply eroded rut on the hill. Ugh! Pray for my recovery. The doctor said just to live with the bone out of joint as the surgery might create arthritis later and the need for another surgery.

It is slowing me down, but i will be back, just a bit more subdued for a while. You gotta live before you die. :-)

My collarbone permanently blasted out of joint.