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HORSEBACK RIDING My first memory of ever
having adrenalin course through my veins was when I was riding
a pony at about age 6. The pony "went for the grain" and took
off in the middle of the suburbs, heading for home. I
remember my grandparents running down the street after the two
of us, and me yanking on the reins all the while. I
stopped him right before he ran into an intersection and sat
there on the back of this Shetland pony in tears. When
my grandmother finally caught up to us, I am told that through
tears, I cried over and over, "I stopped him maw maw, I
stopped him". And then came the lifelong love
affair with riding and jumping horses. It has brought me
on horseback riding trips to as far as Mongolia.
Interestingly, out of all that I do,
I have gotten hurt more riding horses than anything else
(although highsiding off my quad after dragging the upper
paddock did me in for a looong time).
Being thrown after a jump is not fun. I know more people
who have been severely hurt, paralyzed, or killed, by horses than B.A.S.E. or
skydiving. But, then again I've known more horseback riders than jumpers.
Nonetheless, I own two horses that I am very attached to
and interact with them several times a day, every day.
They live not even 40 yards from the house. Horses are a
lot of work, but anything worth having was never easy
getting and keeping.
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