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Post by idiotluvrxoxo13 on Jun 15, 2009 15:29:08 GMT -5
I walked over to the mounting block and got up on Oh My Love. It was only the third time I was riding since I had gotten my cast off. I trotted him up to the place I wanted to start him. I wasn't using the gates today. Too much hassle. 3...2...1...GO! I counted down in my head. I kicked Love into a full gallop and he burst off. In a few seconds we were turning the first bend. I hit him with the whip once down the last stretch. My favorite part. He ran past the finsih line. We had done a mile in 1:47. Good boy. I said patting his neck. I dismounted and led him out to clean him up and bring him home.
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