I opened the barn door, and unfortunately the horse was there. She gave me a look, as I reluctantly picked up the blanket, saddle, the accessories, and put them on her. She didn't object, as I guided her out of the barn and into the sun.
I hesitated before putting my foot into the stirrup. That would be the moment when I couldn't go back, I'd be officially back in the saddle.
I swore I'd never do this again, but I had to.
I pushed up, the saddle whipping off her back, as I hadn't secured it properly.
Good start.
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