NBK -- isn't it great with the canter? Every time I make a little progress and actually, this was bigger than it sounds, because it meant my legs are finally NOT moving and I am sitting with absolutely no movement in my upper torso, finally getting to follow the movement with only my elbows. My horse just wants everything so right. In a way, her "uncooperativeness" is, I suppose, like a schoolmaster's listening to every little movement, except with her she does it because I think she doesn't want to be annoyed by anything I'm doing that she doesn't understand. Good for her! Being half cold-blood, maybe more, she is a lovely trotter but the canter has been very poor, four-beat and she has a lazy right hind and is always wanting to lean heavy on the left fore. But again, that lovely trot is only once she decides to go. Even with an excellent rider, she seems to need to be told, "Look, we're going to work." She'll be balking and then a few slaps with the whip and perhaps a spin and she'll suddenly just switch and that's it, she goes forward without another word. The similarities between her and myself are never lost on me!
So, yes, it's been hard. I think I am learning amazing things from my teacher, who is a tiny woman, I mean, can you say anorexic, but actually I think she is very strong, like a wire (she's in there mucking out stalls every day) and she wins top awards in the national shows here) but she is just so non forthcoming with any sort of praise or encouragement. But I watch very, very closely when she rides and am also learning to understand her way of communicating and not be hurt or discouraged so much by what she is saying. OK, enough of that, sorry nonhorsey types. I should PM this but it's too much trouble. As for music, thanks for collective soul and STP. I found "spit me out" by collective soul. Really like that as a slower song. Slow songs, unless they're like blues or Louis Armstrong things, really bug me. I get so impatient listening to them. Do you know spit me out? I really like that kind of sound too. People think I'm stuck in the old music but I'm not really. I just didn't have exposure to new things but I love finding new music. I especially love to make up tapes with really strange mixes that include things from the 40s and so, Judy Garland singing Over the Rainbow or Frank Sinatra's My Way, Satchmo's What a Wonderful World (which always makes me cry) Elvis or maybe even a bit of modern classic such as Debussy's Clair de Lune and then the next song will be a sudden leap into Rob Zombie or Chemical Brothers. I think you're like that too, aren't you NBK. By the way, your real name, Tiffany, is so cool.
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Answer to question about favorite thing is I think very similar to Crime girl's answer. I guess for me it was just movement, running, bicycling, sledding down the hills at breakneck speed, riding this red wagon down the hill and then turning it before it went out into the main road so hard that it would skid out and tip over (that's the only way you could stop it). Because CG said, what made you "run" out of the house I was thinking of those "fast" things I used to do.
OK, gotta do some work, eat breakfast.
Stormy, grass, Jacque, kjk (where are you?), michi, anyone I missed, check you out later!
I'm more with you stormy, nothing much there except when I put on fat. I think once the body learns to access the fat cells from those areas they start to disappear. But for some people the body won't use that fat until the last moment, so you have people I suppose like grasshopper is, thin everywhere but. I, for one, have no use for big boobs, much as men may like them. I have always been a tomboy and into exercise and they just get in the way. 
