So...the day has finally arrived...

After (another!) sleepless night I have taken over looking after our horse Lupin. Surely that cannot be so bad I hear you say. But for me the prospect is rather (how shall I put this) terrifying. Why? Well I have been talking about starting to ride again for a quite a while. Usually from the comfort of the sofa, or in front of my computer screen. It was something that I could seemingly put off indefinately, bemoaning the lack of time and of course money that was preventing me riding again.

So how come I am now being forced from my comfort zone?