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Oh dear. I’m feeling a bitfrustrated. Florence and I have hit a bit of a wall. No, don’t worry, that massive dose of piebald perfection hasn’t put a hoof wrong. The problem is her size, and mine, our combined level of fitness, or lack of it, and total lack of stamina. We are just as fat and unfit as eat

Ch other, and it’s impacting on the things I want to achieve.

Obviously I know this is not going to be something that gets resolved overnight, and obviously I know what the remedy is, but as we going to a phase where we both run out of steam at approximately the same time, i’m finding it very difficult push us both a little bit further. If I was fitter, stronger, and had more stamina, I would be able to push Florence for a little bit further when I feel her beginning to flag. If Florence was fitter and had more stamina, I wouldn’t have to exhaust myself trying to keep her going. We are really not helping each other. If I wasn’t so heavy, Florence wouldn’t have to struggle so much.

I’m determined that we will get, but in the meantime, if you should come across large piebald gypsy cob, and the short fat blonde blind woman, gasping their last at the top of a hill somewhere in North West Devon, please give us a decent sendoff.