That’s the question I’m asking myself today as I work outside in the cold, take breaks indoors with hot tea then return to muck and work the horses. When I was in my 20’s, I would think nothing of tacking up a horse and riding out on our 40 acres, even going through the gate and heading out across country between Tucumcari mountain and Saddleback mountain – in a snow storm.
As a teenager, I let my hair freeze on my head after a shower, in too much of a hurry to get to my friends or my classes or the horses. In my late 20’s, I rode a Harley as my only transportation (besides a giant horse van) in Boulder Colorado in the winter… I know that “there’s no such thing as bad weather, just inappropriate clothing”, but, Crikey, I don’t think I’m as tough as I used to be.
Or, perhaps, I’ve gained some wisdom and am more protective of my own body and well being. Yet, I never got sick, never got frostbite, never got lost (horses know the way back home) and never regretted any of my adventures. Of course, my upcoming awesome adventure is to somewhere WARM! Hawaii… a sign of wisdom, n’est-ce pas?
I will choose to think I’m just wiser now (wink), although, in other ways, I certainly do not appear to be! Life is strange. Life is wonderful.