But what would?
The first thing that came to mind was horseback riding. I grew up on a farm that was adjacent to public timber land, so I spent a large portion of my childhood riding bareback and unchaperoned through the mountains. I'm a good rider, someone who has the kind of skill that can only be gained from hours of riding bareback (and sometimes barefoot). When we lived in New York City I'd started to ride again, but then my fancy black velvet riding helmet had to be shoved to the back of the closet to make way for maternity clothes.
What would it mean to (literally) get back into the saddle?
|Turns out I'm a sucker for accessories.|