I spent the morning being given a humiliating riding lesson by a stubborn horse who was determined to show me who was boss. The afternoon was marred by a last minute goal and a home defeat for my football team, Wigan Athletic. And in the evening we went to Old Trafford in the pouring rain to see my rugby team St Helens outwitted, outmuscled and...well...beaten in the Superleague Grand Final.
It's weird how a string of disappointments can knock your confidence - even when there is nothing you could have done to change the outcome. I'm having to give myself a bit of a talking to today.
It wasn't helped by the riding instructor who told me that the horse would do what I told it because it could detect my "intravert behaviours" a mile off. I'm seriously hoping that the seasoned hecklers at the Comedy Store tonight are more easily fooled.
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Introvert behaviours? I do not think so... just maybe breaking new ground on that horse.
Don't let it knock your artist.
You are doing brilliantly.
In my eyes you are a star already!
Hug, SC
You were last introvert on 16th May 1993. I was there, and I remember.
Good luck tonight - I'll be thinking of you!
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