horsies

Well, I did it. I rode a horse. I apparently have really good form instinctively, and we did a lot more today than she thought we would and I apparently figured out some stuff it takes people months to get; we're working on posting now, and she basically thinks that if I get over the minor fact that I'm afraid of everything (and wow, do I suck at getting on and off the horse or what?) I could be really good at this. English sadle for anyone who cares.

Horse was named Emily, and she was white and dappled, and doesn't like going clockwise in the ring at all, but otherwise was very very docile.

I've my next lesson next sunday, also at Kensington, but I think I'm going to pay Claremont a visit and then figure out where I am most comfortable (there are pros and cons of both for me mentally, quite aside from the practical issues).

I hurt in places I didn't know I had. And among other things I still find it utterly hillarious that I'm doing this. Here's to another one of my completely cracked whims.

Overall it was a really nice day. Got a sandwhich at Le Kiosk on the way to the stables, and chatted with the folks there in French (while listening to bad French pop music) while the food was prepared. Without doing anything really extravagent today just felt like I wasn't struggling, like this is how my life is, just this weird ongoing adventure where I get to learn how to do all sorts of strange crap, and that's like my job kinda. It was nice. It was really fucking nice.

Meanwhile, I finally decided that if I could face horses, I could face Kim's Video -- but the one our household has a membership with is closed closed closed. I'm sort of relieved. Signing up for Netflix tonight.