Back in the saddle
When I was a kid I was short and skinny. Very short and very skinny. My dad decided that my body type makes me ideal for riding a horse and, since he's got a deep love for horses, but could not ride anymore himself (due to various injuries), I would be the horse rider in the family. At that time he owned a horse, a beautiful mare called Noor (light ( Read more... )
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For the last year or two i've been planning to get back in the saddle of another sort...a motorcycle. I had a scare about 13 years ago where i was forced to ride even tho i was scared (in a nutshell) and i've never been on one since. Most of my family rides. I used to be out-and-out scared to ever try it again, but the last few years i've been thinking about how i just need to find the right person to take me. I have a good friend who's been riding for years and doesn't screw around, and he knows my story and is willing to take me. We never got around to it last year, and this year i'd rather not since i'm pregnant. But NEXT year, look out! ;) (Heck, maybe even this fall after the baby comes.)
Yay for fear conquering!
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