As many of you may or may not have noticed, I am typically a very pale person. I proudly call my skin tone transparent, and I will burn under a powerful lightbulb.
Hence, summer and I have a complicated relationship.
This weekend was a family extravaganza, involving two boats, two lakes, one runaway dog, one tent, several types of drink, and a ton of sunscreen. I was a lifeguard in high school, and pride myself on how well I usually keep from burning. However, this weekend after putting on my multiple layers of sunscreen I got the opportunity to go water sledding. (literally a sled in water, being pulled by a ski boat) I hopped in, climbed up on the sled belly down and got myself dragged all over the lake. What I didn’t realize is the texture of the sled was also removing all sunscreen from my upper legs and belly.
About 3 hours later I start to wonder why my legs are itchy, and then my stomach. And then I figure it out. It was far to late!
So now I can’t wear pants.
Honestly shorts kind of hurt.
I braved the 90 something degree temps and my awkwardly burnt legs to go play with O yesterday, and she was fabulous on the lunge. Listening, soft, and forward.
After she got not one bath, but two, as it was ridiculously hot. I also took the chance to hose down my legs while she was drying. Heaven.
Then back to her field she went.
Hopefully my legs can tolerate clothing better tomorrow and I can actually get on my horse. Fingers crossed!