This week is spring break. It feels more like spring ache. Srsly. I am hurting. Saturday, Kendle and I went and walked his dad's horses for about an hour. They are pretty eventempered, except after a few minutes, Dollar started trying to lead me around instead of the other way around. i coudn't be having that, so each time he started tugging, I'd have to stop, get a really short range on his rope, and start walking again. I guess he just wanted to go a little faster. He really wanted to trott a bit. He lifted his feet as high as they would go. If we were going too slow, he would lean over and snort at me or try to bite my hand. Eventually, he won. We walked as fast as I possibly could without running, though I felt that I almost was. I lost 10 lbs that day. Not really, but I should have.
After the horses were back in their pen, brushed and happy, we helped Papa Nanney air up a tire on his stock trailer. Kendle likes to go a little crazy on the 4wheeler and tried to break my back taking off on our way back to the shop.
Next, we went out and gave the cows a bale of hay(= more 4wheeler-riding for me).
Soon after all of this was done, we got a call to see if I would clean a house. X-hours later, we were done, exhauted, and we headed home. It was really an abnormal day for both of us, which was really refreshing. Anyhow, now I'm paying the price for my activities. I'm still not sure why the back of my leg feels so strained, but it's getting a little better this afternoon. Probably pulling that horse everywhichway coupled with the crazy fourwheeler rides. It was all fun at the time.