I rode my horse.
Even though I'm not supposed to yet. But like
It's fine. I literally only rode for 7 minutes. I timed it.
B tested sound and we've been sidelined for so long, I couldn't resist a quick bareback hack in the squishy grass field . If only just for a few minutes to satiate my need to ride. B was hungry to run, since he also has been sidelined, but was happy to cart my butt around instead.
It was amazing. You never know how much you miss something that's such an integral part of your life until you're forced to stop doing that thing.
Seriously, if you're able bodied, go jump on your horse tonight and fucking savor that shit.
I would like to say I immediately regretted it, as the percussion of walk footfalls reverberated up my injured spinal column and sat nestled in my bones and muscle like some evil spirit, but I didn't.
What was more special to me than the actual act of riding was the fact that my once fucking psycho OTTB would've been impossible to ride bareback in a giant field without a colossal meltdown and possibly injuring my body even more than it already is.
Recent soundness aside, I find a quick bareback hack a major win. He also didn't take a single misstep, which made me super happy in regards to his twinkle toes.
Hopefully here in the near future we can make out comeback together!