Krystal, when I was about half your age, I loved to ride. We had friends with a farm and we'd go visit on the weekends. Their son and I would be up at the crack of dawn, pack a lunch in the saddle bags and ride. We had to be home before dark. It was a blast. Been thrown a few times and almost lost my head to a honeysuckle tree (google it), but that really didn't matter. After the last of the big steal strikes, they had to sell the horses and the farm. Haven't ridden since.
I dated a girl for a while that had horses, but all male and they hated me... So no riding there.
Today there's no way I'd put this big ole body on a horse. I don't bounce anymore, I just break
I dated a girl for a while that had horses, but all male and they hated me... So no riding there.
Today there's no way I'd put this big ole body on a horse. I don't bounce anymore, I just break
