Chapter 3: Lessons in Getting Lessons

Seeya stupid daydreams. Hello, rock bottom reality.

Remember that bewildering brain fart when I thought I’d go from zero to hero in five weeks? That I’d get back to my fearless teenage equestrian skills in less time than it takes to grow a tomato?

Oh mate, I can assure you that was never, ever going to happen. 

The horse was a barely broken 4 year old with serious sensory issues, while I was a nervous rider with a significant misalignment between my actual skills and the ones that I thought I should have.