Riding high and sore thighs
Before you all you boys start getting over excited thinking that at last this has turned into a soft porn site let me quickly say that apart from being a professional writer I’m also a professional horse rider. When I was married I had 16 horses, two of them stallions and a 50 acre stud farm. Now, (how are the mighty fallen) I have just bought one stunningly beautiful black four year old mare that I am breaking in.
Recently my 27 year old Italian boyfriend and I have had the ‘marriage’ conversation and the ‘baby’ conversation ;( that’s the next article). Both of these are a possibility, but for now I just want to ride my horse! Like any young animal that means every day, as unlike men horses thrive on routine. That’s fine, but what everyone has to understand is how sore my thighs are and how my legs need stretching………..
Riding horses automatically tightens up the inner thigh muscles specifically in the groin region, and let me tell you here and now, that cantering round a paddock at 60km an hour on a high voltage semi wild animal is not sexy, but it sure does get your adrenaline going. I always have been an adrenaline junkie, I used to ride the horses no one else would, think boys racing motor bikes…me polo ponies and race horses…..Anyway I thought I’d better take the boyfriend to the stables, up my profile there a little and show him how bloody fantastic I really am!
Maybe make him more sympathetic about stretching my thighs???
He was surprisingly useful, holding the horse, carrying hay, making tea. The all women stable crowd were uber impressed, well he is very charming and beautiful when not being a moaning Minnie. The best thing however was his admission of being terrified as I thundered around the ring on this slightly mad black mare. ‘Sweetie…..I was so scared, she is not predictable…….she could do anything’
Then it hit me for the first time like a hammer over the head. He really does love me.
We’ve said the words ad infinitum, we’ve made plans, and he’s even told his parents the truth about us, (next article) but somehow I never really believed it until I saw him watching me white faced as I thundered past in a cloud of sand and sparks. Which brings me back to my sore thighs.
Every evening I groan and grizzle and do half hearted stretching exercises on the floor, like any athlete proper exercise hurts. Then blissfully he picks me up off the floor chucks me on the bed and stretches every single muscle properly in every imaginable direction, all I can think of is……..
Thank you Universe…….I must have done something right in a past life……..
Victoria Mosley (Siren Song) has two collections of poetry available from Amazon .co.uk The Dry Season (1998) Crazy Love (2002) and a cd downloadable from www.gargeband.com/artist/sublimes . She is currently working on a novel, ‘The Next Best Thing’.
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