Riding Horses

You know, I remember riding a horse once or twice as a kid. My father's cousin (not sure what that makes him to me..great cousin? part cousin? whatever) is married to a woman who takes care of horses for a living and gives lessons. I remember going down to the stables with her to feed carrots to the horses. She always had on these tight breeches and she was in fine shape so she could get away with that. Looking at myself these days, i'd have to get into pretty fine shape myself before I could pull off pants like that! I'd like to try riding a horse again some day. I think everyone has a fleeting fancy of wanting to own their very own pretty and perfect horse. That is until they are asked to help muck out a stable one day and remember that even pretty and perfect horses poop. Anyway, getting back on the fitting into breeches topic, I really wish there was a WeightWatcher's meeting out here in Guam. A reader asked me if we had one and unfortunatly we do not. I can do WW online but I have to say, for me personaly it hasn't been as motivational as when I first attended meetings. However, if i'm ever to be succesful, i'll have to get over that.