Once in my early twenties, I went for a horseback ride. A group of my friends decided to go and when I told my mom, she asked if she could come.
We got to the stables, saddled up, climbed aboard and set off for a lovely, evening trail ride.
Then, about halfway through our ride, we decided to run the horses a bit. My horse stumbled on a large rock and I went face first into the ground.
NOTE TO SELF: BREAK FALL WITH HANDS NOT FACE!...
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