A Matter of Perspective
Well, I’m in the hospital! Let me tell you this has not been a good week. After spending the last five weeks quarantined inside the house, I decided to go horseback riding, something I haven’t done in many years. Actually, I haven’t done it since I was a kid. I think the last time I went was when I was around 12 years old. Why I thought it would be a good idea, I will never know. Anyway, it turned out to be a horrible, big mistake! I got on the horse after much struggle. That should have been my first clue that I should have given up on this endeavor. But I do have a stubborn streak and I persisted. I wasn’t going to let this horse get the better of me. In the horse’s defense, she stood still for me throughout my struggles to get up and into the saddle. Once I was in the saddle we started out slowly. That went fine, but soon we went a little faster. I was still holding my own and gaining confidence, but that was all about to change. Before I knew it, we were going as fast as the horse could go. I could feel the wind blowing my hair back and as freeing as this felt, I couldn’t take the pace and fell off and caught my foot in the stirrup. Of course, now I was in full-on panic mode. The horse was dragging me by my foot that was caught in the stirrup. I can literally say I saw my life flashing before my eyes as the horse seemed to be going even faster. I was dragging and getting bounced and rattled and barely missing her hooves as they swooshed by me. Spooked, the horse just would not stop. Thankfully, the manager at Walmart came out and unplugged the machine just as I was certain I could not take another bump. He actually had the nerve to take the rest of my coins so I wouldn’t try to ride the elephant. If you read this whole story and got a laugh out of it at the end, feel free to share it with your friends. We all need a laugh in these very uncertain times. P.S. I am not in the hospital!