I went horseback riding today. Honestly, kinda anticlimactic. I think I watched too many old cowboy shows growing up. In my head they were going to give me a lasso and cowgirl boots and leave me in the wilderness till morning.
Instead, I rode a fat horse around in a circle on a field of dead grass.
Did I mention my fat horse was disorderly? Her hobbies included eating in the middle of the tour and smelling the poop of all the other horses. How typical.
I think the horse knew I was considering a 3 star review because she suddenly started sprinting and I swear to God I almost fell right off the damn horse. Fatty could run! I simply didn’t see that coming. She truly provided the kind of adventure I was seeking.
All in all, it was a great time.