tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016394415794252715.post8540640086187678431..comments2023-06-09T08:34:33.428-04:00Comments on The VALunteer Project: Getting My Daily O.A.T.Svwesthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08566348748280631527noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016394415794252715.post-61977360740557609172010-07-31T11:22:32.955-04:002010-07-31T11:22:32.955-04:00As a kid, I loved horses and wanted to ride them s...As a kid, I loved horses and wanted to ride them so badly, but my Dad wouldn't allow it — too dangerous, he said. When Superman had his horseback riding accident, my Dad capitalized on it and I knew I'd never be able to ride. But as a teenager, I'd ride with my friends and not tell anyone. My third time out, I was put an Arabian jumper who was used to good riders and immediately recognized I was not one. That horse tossed me in about ten seconds and I shattered my wrist. Of course, my Dad found out and I'm sure he basked in glory saying "I told ya so!" Oh well — as they say, you gotta get back in the saddle!Karen Workmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09826759882863096764noreply@blogger.com