I don’t believe what I was thinking when I signed up for a weekend horseback riding trip. I thought it would be a lot of fun. It was a lot of fun, however, it was also the most of work I have ever done in our entire life; Before this trip, I have only ever ridden a horse for a maximum of more than one eighths on the trail, however that’s why, after about several eighths on that weekend trip, I was ready to call it quits. I was hot, tired, and our knees and back hurt. I didn’t quit though because there were riders older than myself and others and they were not complaining. I didn’t want to be the baby of the group so I toughed it out. By the time every one of us stopped at the chalets, that first night, I could have slept on the ground. Thankfully, that wasn’t necessary! We stopped at chalets that had beds all made up and the air conditioner running. I was never so enthusiastic to hear an air conditioner as I was that evening. When I opened our chalet door, a blast of cold air hit myself and others and it was all I could do to force myself to stay awake long enough to take a shower and eat a little bit of the brunch that had been prepared, then everybody else looked about as tired as I did and no a single talk during the brunch. We all just ate as fast as possible and went back to our air-conditioned chalets to sleep; On Thursday, every one of us had to leave our air-conditioned chalets and head back out onto the trail for another afternoon of riding. I couldn’t wait to get back apartment to our cool and comfortable current home and sitting on our couch instead of on a horses back.