Well, maybe not forever, but it sure seems like it. It has been weeks since my last lesson and finally the weather is cooperating. I've got me a date with the handsome boy M tomorrow at noon and can't wait to see if I can remember to keep my toes pointed forward. Who would have thought that it would be so difficult?
Ashinator is going with me tomorrow in Mom's place, since Mom can't drive yet on her new hip, so I should have a picture or two to post. I might even smile in them instead of chewing on my lips and concentrating so hard I look like a two year old being potty trained.
I've started with a personal trainer (okay, okay, I started this week, but it's still a start), so I'm hoping that I'm not as sore as I was after my one and only lesson. My trainer has agreed that I can count my riding lessons as working out. Mostly because I dared him to give it a try and then tell me it wasn't a work out. Poor kid's never been on a horse. Musta been neglected as a child.