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Think outside the square
It's a habit of mine to try something new every now and then. I was tossing up between adult ballet classes or horse riding. I'm going for my first trail ride very soon. I must admit that besides the fact that riding along the coast at Malabar seems much more adventurous than a ride in Centennial Park, I was won over to Malabar Riding School because I told the lady I couldn't do Sunday mornings because I had church and she was really surprised and pleased and we had a little conversation about it!

Ever since my first pony ride at age 7, at the three ring circus... NAH... you don't need to hear all that!
I've never ridden a full size horse before and for someone who has always had this romanticised idea of horse riding (almost as bad as my figure skating obsession!), I thought it was about time I learnt. I've been reading up about it on the net and rang around a dozen places in Sydney. I now have slightly marginal fear of making a fool of myself when mounting from the ground for the first time. Which runs a close second to my fear of falling.

Oh well... here goes nothing!