Joy

Felling joy again from an activity that my previous weight kept me from participating in was unexpected and powerful. I rode a horse again on Thursday in an hour long lesson. I have not ridden in years even though through most of those years I actually owned horses. I was too fat, tired, slow and sluggish. I did not want to subject my lovely mares to hauling my a$$ around! Finally, with the hard work of weight loss I was able to feel good about getting back on a trusty steed. I rode for a good hour with a trainer at a lovely old barn near my home. It was THRILLING!!! I rode better than I thought I could - I guess it is sort of like riding a bicycle - you never forget. It was great. The only mishap was on the dismount when I was sliding off the back of this extremily large Percheron cross - my feet hit the ground and my brain received an emergency transmission from my thighs! "We are sorry to inform you that we are now made of jello!!!' They sort of collapsed and on to the ground I went! The trainer ran over to me, the Percheron cross Sampson looked curiously at me as I sit on the ground and I sat there feeling no injury - just happy!! I cannot wait until my next class. I cried with joy when I told my husband about my class. I drove over to my friends house tell her all about the class. I hope that she will join me with a lesson soon!