Nothing that can't be fixed...

Well, I have discovered that I'm miserably out of shape.  Or, not so much "discovered" as "was reminded very forcefully." 

The first reminder was yesterday, wherein my uncle and little cousin brought two of his horses over for a ride, and my dad and I decided it would be fun if we went too.  Understand that it's been at least four, five years since I've ridden, longer for my dad.  Much fun was had, the four of us out with our little herd of Arabians (May, Grace, Dreamer and Toyboy), although Grace kept trying to tell me that she was entirely too old for this (by trying to turn around and go home fairly frequently) and finding shortcuts (which resulted in me limboing in the eight inches of space between the saddle and a somewhat solid branch).  So I'm pretty sore from that.  Mostly muscle-sore, though I admit that my backside is rather bruised.  Arabian horses are often bouncy creatures, especially at walk or trot (except for Dreamer, who has an amazingly smooth gate).

Then today, we (dad & I) went and played in a scenario Airsoft game that a friend of ours was running.  Because we were playing specific roles within the game (smugglers/gunrunners), we got in for free.  (Side note:  love playing with the new generation Airsoft guns, but they're scarily realistic.  Especially some of the full-metal handguns,  as much fun as they are to play with, I so wouldn't want to meet a cop while carrying one.)  We had fun running around the field, which just so happened to feature a ridiculously steep hill.  Have you seen Disney's Sword in the Stone?  You know where the wolf chases Merlin and Wart up the hill, then they turn around and the wolf collapses?  It was kind of like that, I'm so out of shape.  It didn't help that I'm getting a cold (oddly enough the hills and the running cured my runny nose.  By giving me chest congestion.).  Plus the crouching.  I'm pretty sneaky on the battlefield, so there was a lot of crouching without moving (and I so would have taken out at least half that bunker on my own if I hadn't underestimated my sneakiness).  So I'm really sore - and very tired - from that, and I don't even have any good welts to show off.  Oh, well.  At least I got to impress a bunch of people with the RPG launcher skills (I was the only player who could use it).

Alright, that's enough typing, before I fall asleep.