5 hours ago
|I loved blue show shirts. And wasn't fond of belts.|
|Trainer, bestie, me.|
|..I won the class on this little appy.|
|Huh. I guess I've always sat more on the left.|
|Bestie, me, teammate who got to jump, WTC teammate.|
|Team mate who showed cows, team mate who jumped, trainer, me.|
|Here's a close up my eyeball. See the little falsies on the end?|
|I'm a grown up!|
|Seriously. They're huge.|
|Something like this.|
|Proof of our front-end fly ups.|
|Annnnd... a five-pound bag of organic carrots that I had lovingly|
chopped and snapped for the Kid, immediately before our
Sunday ride from hell.
|I look tired. :(|
|His nose isn't really that Roman. He was chewing.|
|I took all the photos in the left column.|
|When he first moved to Savannah.|
|First sweat. To answer your question, |
fuck yes, I took pictures and posted them to facebook.
You can see how dry his coat was. Bald patches on the withers.
|Shit yeah. Sweat.|
|I'm not normally this mean. |
..But it was like looking in a mirror from a year ago.
|En route to the gym.|
|I hate rim light.|