HORSES, CARWASHES, DOIN YOUR MOM

I RODE BAREBACK.
Your mom, not the horse.
AAAAHAHAHAHAHA, no, actually, it was the horse.
(Not that you can tell really. They both have similar faces and weights. OBURN.)

But in all seriousness, I went and rode a horse for the FIRST TIME today. I mean, I rode once before, on a trail, but today was my first real ride. A client decided it was a sin that I had never done it, so she took me, her three kids, and her baby sitter out to the stables her Dad keeps their horse at, and we went riding. I almost didn't go, because we had to do a carwash at the gym for a charity drive, and while it was a pretty nice day (didn't go over 104 the whole time, which, yes, is absolutely AMAZING for where I live), after four hours, we were all fucking WHOOPED. But I went, and it was freaking...just....perfect. I can't even describe it.
My first time, and I wound up getting him into a full run, while controlled. Some people were shooting off fireworks early, and I had him doing laps to keep him from breaking into a full panic, because he seemed to get real tetchy, and I know when I get tetchy and anxious, I have to move, and with direction, or else i go insane. So I just figured he'd probably be like me, since he's considerably young (only 6), and high energy. When the fireworks started going off, I had him walk around in different directions, talking calmly to him, and then nudged him into a full gallop, and we were doing circles and zig zags. When we finished, the owner of the horse looked like he was panicked, and demanded if I was okay. I told him, "Of course. Why wouldn't I be?" All confused. But apparently...they thought the horse had taken off, and were surprised that I a) wasn't screaming and panicked and b) actually was in control of the whole thing, or that c) I was the one that had instigated the run to begin with.

Apparently, for a newbie at the horse thing, I was pretty damned amazing. Not to brag. But I am awesome. Though I think I somehow persuaded him with my tits. Because the horse nipped at everyone, but kept trying to just lick my boobs.
What can I say? They're delicious.

That was so much fun. You guys have no idea. I was invited to go back whenever I wanted, and I am seriously taking them up on the offer. It felt so FREE.

And on a great note, it burned a LOT of calories. I've officially burned 2464kcal for July 3, 2010. My start weight of the day was 123.8, which is amazing, considering I've been stuck at 126 for EVER.
I'm back into my food panic mode.
Which...is terrible and wonderful all at once.

ANA IS BACK IN MY HEAD YOUGUYS.

Is it sick that restriction and my ED feel like coming home?

HOORAH.

Anyway, me and my horse-drawing sugar tits of joy, are going to go nom on some ice and curl up in bed.
I guess I'm supposed to be hurting from the work out that is horseback riding? And every one of my horseback riding friends are making wagers on just how sore I'll be in the morning?
Honestly, I don't feel a damned thing.
I even got to ride him bareback when we were putting him up, which required a lot of leg action, but...I'm an endurance athlete? So...I dunno!
I guess I'll figure out in the morning!





Also, for those of you that don't know? Go watch Ray William Johnson on youtube. I've been on a kick. Which is why I'm obsessed with the song, "Doin' your mom, doin' doin' doin' your mom, I'm doin your mom!"