And I got to ride my horse.
And now, I can barely walk.
Okay, I can walk, but it's really funny looking when I do.
But I don't care. Even if all I did was work them out in the round pen and "go through the gears" it was so good to be on a horse.
Lily was a bit of a princess, Cibolo was in a good, quiet space with just a touch of testy-ness.
I'm going to ride tomorrow, Sunday and Monday. Which is nice since the closest I'd been to a horse for three weeks was an old pile of manure on the sidewalk on the Mall in DC.
Give me orange sand over the halls of Congress ANYTIME.
I've got to finish up a writing assignment, more next time.
I got an award! Twice! I'll post on that tomorrow...