Nothing like consistency.
|Straight line from elbow to bit. It can happen.|
|Like a boss|
In fact, we ended one ride by trotting through some poles.
He acted like it had never been a big deal.
In fact, he seemed kind of proud of himself. It's like he remembered that he was THE BEST AT TROT POLES.
|Say with me: hot damn. Sexy Courage.|
We're learning to trust each other.
I wouldn't have it any other way.
It's not like we're both magically healed, but I think we understand each other a little bit more.
And that is how we get our mojo back.