Yes, that's me just before I embarrassed myself on horseback in a riding competition.
Could there be any more embarrassment than those pants or that hat, I hear you ask!
The horse's name was Tricksy, but it should have been Pythagoras. Half way through
the competition, with all the other riders trotting nicely around the perimeter of
a large square, Tricksy is struck by the fact that the hypoteneuse offers a shorter
path than the sum of the other two sides. She acts on this discovery by bolting, at
a fast gallop, across the field diagonally. My rescuer, Tricksy's handler, is pictured
also. That was the last time I was on a horse.