This is Player. His name reflects something of his personality. He’s a wide horse and has to be ridden with a Western saddle. As I climb aboard, I can feel his massive hips beneath me. He’s not a smooth walker. He sort of slugs along as if he’s walking from his hips and not his feet. He sort of wobbles back and forth as he carries me along. He knows I am a new rider. He’s has already expressed an interest in having a relationship with me. However, this doesn’t come without a bit of fun first at my expense.

My first ride out of the ring wasn’t terrible. I mounted the horse without falling off and did a few laps around the ring before going out the gate and up in to the hills of North Plains. Along with me was Jenna (daughter of world evangelist, Mike Silva) and Dr. Tim, my gracious host. It wasn’t a long ride, but Player who knew that I was new, decided to test me around every corner. He would pick at all the plants, grass and leaves off of trees that we passed. he would go under trees and the branches would hit me in the face. I think the stinker was trying to knock me off! He even trotted down the road at a pretty brisk pace only to stop suddenly to take a drink from a puddle!

I haven’t fallen off yet, but I know I am not a true rider until this happens. I dread this experience, yet I want to master this thing. My riding pants are a little tight and there is soreness in places I didn’t think were possible. In just a few moments, I am heading out for my third ride. Wish me luck and GIDDEYYYUP!

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