Cross-training fall-out...

Impossible today to finish the whole training schedule! After riding for over an hour yesterday, training my horse and myself, today I woke up feeling like I'd been hit by a train. Tomorrow's activity is more feasible. But to my horror, Adrián is trying to get me to enter a 5K that is coming up, trotting 3K and walking 2. I told him I would surely make a colossal fool of myself, but he is going to become insistent, and since he is the trainer, I may wind up doing this. You know how it is these days: You can't make a single false move without winding up on YouTube, so whatever happens, if I enter the race I will have to concentrate on not crashing and burning, or having my sports bra explode, or undergoing a shoe blow-out.

God, with any luck the race takes place when I'm in Austin and I won't be able to enter! Yeah, yeah, lily-livered me!