WitFit entry for today. The word prompt was Pride and we were given a scenario to work from as well. Scenario: You wake up and go to the bathroom. You look in the mirror and a different face is staring back at you. Begin your story.

So, this is what came to me with those prompts.....

I stretched my tired and sore muscles as I threw my legs off the bed and stood. Yawning loudly I stumbled through to the bathroom to grab a quick shower. Turning the water to the hottest setting possible, I stripped down while waiting for the water to heat up and caught a glimpse of my reflection from the corner of my eye. I couldn’t help the groan that escaped me at what I saw.

That is not me, there’s just no way….. I thought to myself as I took in the man staring back at me in the mirror.

The scruff of a full day’s growth on my jaw which was more gray than not and the deepening of the lines around my eyes from squinting into the sun for too many years, these were features of a different man, they didn’t belong to me. The man that stared at me in the mirror now was not the man I had once been. The man I saw today was tired, he was haggard and worn.

As much as I would like to pretend they hadn’t affected me, the last few years had taken their toll. They took more out of me that I had to give and there was no denying it, I was bone weary. I had become a completely different person and the man I was looking at now only proved that point.

Stepping into the steaming water, propping one arm against the back wall and laying my head on my forearm I willed the heat to relax my sore muscles. I knew I had overdone it yesterday, that I let my pride get the better of me and attempted more than my body was capable of accomplishing.

But damn, I have forgotten more about gentling horses then those boys will know in the whole of their lifetime and it was nothing but stubborn pride that talked me into climbing on that crazy ass colt.

Didn’t matter if I did own this ranch and they all worked for me, a challenge was a challenge and those boys threw one down.

And your dumbass picked it up…. I snorted a sarcastic laugh at the thought because now my subconscious decides to chastise me but where was that little reminder yesterday before I climbed in the saddle.