hn17.

my ass hurts. in fact, its not just my ass, but my whole body, back, thighs, knees. I feel like i spent all day doing squats and lifts and all sorts of exercises. no instead, i just rode 30 k on horseback. i didn't think that sitting on something as soft as a fuzzy horse could be so painful. but when the bastard starts trotting/galloping/whatever it is that you call it when they run, the spinal column of the horse smacks you right between the thighs, and after an hour and a half, you start to feel it. after three hours everything goes numb, until a little while later, you find yourself not being able to sit or stand or lie down. the worst part, is that I loved it, and I'm gonna do it again in two weeks. and maybe every two weeks after that. the experience was wonderful. not only did i get to experience where i live in a completely new manner, but I felt connected to the land. in a car, in the back of a pickup, even walking, the landscape seems foreign, unreachable. you feel as though you are moving through a hollywood backdrop, a world that has little to nothing to do with you. but mounted on a horse the size of a semi, it's different. the horse responds to the countours of the land, and you are forced to as well. luckily, on the return leg of the journey, muñeco, the horse, didn't have enough energy to run, so we took it slow, and the trip seemed completely different. it was almost as though i made a loop, rather than returning the same way i came. and although i couldn't sit last night to play uno, i could not be happier.

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