I've never claimed to be a Cowgirl but Jerry says I am one now. My horse bucked me off yesterday. Do you ever do things that you might not really want to do to make others happy? Like my foray into skydiving a few years ago because the fella I was dating was really, really into it.
I had quit riding horses a couple of years ago because I had decided I was getting too old to get hurt. I didn't grow up riding horses and I am certainly not a very skilled or confident rider. We went out with Jerry's friend, Joe, yesterday and every time Dallas lagged behind he would trot to catch up. He even threw a little fit once when Jerry tried to take Paco off a little ways, throwing his head, trying to run over to them, pawing the ground. He is spoiled and he gets mad when he doesn't get his way. We were riding down a wash, almost back to the barn, I was following Joe and when he went around some trees and Dallas couldn't see him anymore, he went to bucking. I'm just glad it was a nice sandy wash! LOL!! Nothing is broken but my back is pretty sore and scraped up where I landed. Thank goodness for leftover pain pills.
At 53, I'm not really interested in taking riding lessons, which Joe strongly suggested so that I would become more confident and to learn how to control my horse. He says that Dallas is a good horse but that he knew he could get away with bad behavior because I haven't learned the proper way to control him to stay safe. Oh, I did get back on and rode him the rest of the way back to the barn. And then, to add insult to injury, I dropped my little Canon point and shoot into the water trough when we stopped to water the horses so I don't even have any pictures to share. The picture above is from last week when we rode out by the movie set.
I know I want to be a Farmgirl...I'm just not so sure about the whole Cowgirl thingy anymore. Linking up with Lisa and Nancy for Rural Thursday.