You got me pegged. I had a devil of a pony growing up, volunteered some at a rescue called Last Chance Ranch, and have 3 li'l goats wandering around an 1 1/2 acre pasture that will one day hold a horse when I can afford to fix the fence, buy food, have time, and all that jazz. And my dream gift to myself when I turn 50 (4 years to go) is a pony trek in Mongolia.

But the bike is giving me strength, fitness, courage, self-esteem....I'll be a much better rider when I have the chance again.