The struggle

OK. So how many of you spend at least 10 minutes trying to convince yourself that you are perfectly sane and it's perfectly normal to wear long pants that refuse to go on because it's 40°C? Well I spend a few minutes everyday sitting on my bed convincing myself that I love horses and that I can get them on. It's terrible. It's difficult and sometimes requires acrobatics.

I have a few horse friends who put the ac on full blast and their riding pants in the fridge/freezer just to get them on. I once tried to put on a pair at the farm. The noises that I was making in the bathroom would have scared anyone who didn't know what I was doing in there. Infact when I got out the bathroom I was actually greeted with a 'well done!' The struggle is real and it can be funny yet frustrating.

Don't get me started about hay. Hay in your socks, shoes and somehow in your bra. ARGH. It's a good thing that I love horses.