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.
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