In which we saddle up and head for the hills. And we sing too, of course.
...and in a new PR, I got on my horse today and rode for an hour and a half.
|Day 20 post-surgery, if anybody is counting.|
Back at the hospital, the surgeon assured us that although I'm perfectly capable of hurting myself, I am unlikely to permanently harm myself by riding my horse. In fact, the "in the saddle" position is a good one to strengthen muscles that will help keep my new joint(s) where they are supposed to be.
Still, it felt a little...funny...at first.
|Getting tacked up at the trailhead|
I've been sitting in a saddle at home on the rack (it's my desk chair, thanks to Monica!) for more than a week, but this is the first time back in my saddle on top of my horse since a few days before I had my second hip replacement in mid-November.
|"I like shooting from here because it makes your horse|
look so huge," Duana said.
Yeah, because looking huge is such a challenge?
Getting on was no problem, despite the enormousness of my horse. There's a rock at the trailhead that is the perfect mounting block.
|We managed to time our ride between the rain squalls and the windstorm|
We started out down the trail, and I was a little stiff. My hip flexor tendons are cranky at best, and although I don't remember being pushed into weird yoga positions during the surgery, my unforgiving flexors assure me that it did happen.
|Pretty day, but not very warm!|
We warmed up for the first mile, mostly walking.
I sang as we walked along, of course. Here's the "walking song" for today.
It;s a silly song, and it makes me smile...and Davy Jones singing it makes me smile even more. I can't help thinking that there is a strong resemblance between the Dragon/me and the hippo/penguin in the song.
When we felt like trotting, we trotted.
|Duana loves the Dragon. The Dragon wishes Du would carry more cookies.|
As always, Hana and Duana were the perfect trail companions. We stayed side-by-side the whole ride, although the mares would have preferred to race the hills, we kept everything low key. 90 minutes, maybe 6 miles.
Well, it was Good. Of course!