posted on Jul, 23 2017 @ 12:50 AM
a reply to: randomtangentsrme
I think you misunderstand me, and where I come from. (all due respect)
Where I come from there is no down-time, no excuses..ever. I've dealt with injuries all my life. This one is just minor in comparison. It's a
hinderance, and I was whining about it I guess, but it's minor.
I'm 54 years old, a bus could run over me tomorrow. I played college football. I've rounded up wild horses, dealt with wild bulls and everything in
between. Perhaps I shouldn't have even posted this OP, it's just that getting older hurts a little more and sorry-ass me was just whining about it.
I guess this would be the point where I should say..."I'm good, blow the chute!" And, maybe that's just part of it. An injury to the right hand was
always something a bullrider feared.
When the chute opened, and that bull whipped his neck around, made that radical left turn and the big jump; the right hand was the only thing
connecting you to the living world! When his 2,000 lb. backside slammed into the chute coming out, and jerked you, shocked you, suddenly around to
the right...the clock was ticking. Just seven more seconds between success and potential injury (or worse). Yeah, I know all that.
No, I am not ready for retirement actually, nor do I ride bulls anymore (equally). Even so, it's easy to tell another fella what to do, when it might
not be so easy to do the same for one's self.
ETA...sometimes, you gotta' just get up, dust yourself off and get right back on...and ride!!
edit on 7/23/2017 by Flyingclaydisk because: (no reason given)