Throwback Thur…Fri…Whatever
I still maintain that I USUALLY don’t embrace internet trends. (Though I admit that’s also usually not because I’m too cool for them, but because I don’t become aware of them until they’re “so over”.)
And granted, Throwback Thursday may be approaching “so over”, but technically it’s Friday, and technically my sis-in-law did actually request horse pictures once, AND technically I don’t have any better post ideas at the moment, so…
…come on, who doesn’t like embarrassing pictures, anyway? (Provided they’re of other people, of course.)
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| Hammer Time! Probably around 1990. |
This is from the living/dining room of the downtown Chicago condo in which I spent the first ~12 years of my life. (The one where my “bedroom” was made up of tall bookcases blocking off a section of the actual dining room, with an old bolt of fabric as the door.)
This photo shows a few things:
- Poor taste in fashion starts young.
- That story about how my parents bought the place after it was “professionally furnished” for a Montgomery Ward catalog shoot? Completely true.
- Why I have a special place in my heart for the big kids.
- Plastic plants were once considered fashionable decor.
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| Me and Mandy, Victory Lap – Children’s Jumper Classic San Antonio Christmas Show – 1998 |
In this pic we see:
- A sport that makes running look dead cheap.
- That I did used to be competitive at something! (We won by a few thousandths of a second.)
- That a fat horse is quite slimming. (Sorry, Manders.)
- That in the 90s, pro photographers dealt with red-eye by taking a magic marker to the photo. (Look closely at the horse.)
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| Training in SA, circa 2000. |
In this one we have:
- Proof that my equitation (riding style) was halfway decent, except for…
- …that weird habit I had of turning my head to the left over every jump.
- Proof that horses have personalities. (Note the laid-back ears and swishing tail. Mandy was totally PO-ed that I got us to a “long” takeoff spot, meaning she had to jump bigger than necessary. She was never one for extra athletic effort.)
- That riders were YEARS ahead of runners in embracing the magic of Lycra.
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| I was so emo. Circa 2004. |
And finally:
- Proof that I did once have an eyebrow piercing, and not just a weird scar on my face.
- Evidence that I never have much cared for hairdryers.
- Further evidence that poor taste in fashion persists through adolescence. (I was probably wearing a studded belt with this ensemble.)
- A fine display of lizard neck.
Bonus Pic
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| First Chicago. (This year will be #4.) |
Proof that I was once beaten in a marathon by the Eiffel Tower:
- I’m not even in this pic.
- He was 10 minutes ahead of me.
- How embarrassing.
Running Fiesta 