Improving their wind resistance

I went to the races at Doomben for Kat’s birthday.  It was fun – we had a table on the grass, right near the fence, which enabled me to lean over and take photos every time the horses went thumping past.

I am happy to say I’ll never have a gambling problem.  I just don’t get that thrill from gambling – it makes watching horse racing more fun, but when I’ve lost a few times (and I never win) I get irritable and stop.  I bet on a horse called Polar Bear because I liked the name, despite its chubby jockey (60 kilos to the other jockeys’ 53 – shocking!).  It actually led the field for the entire race, which was rather exciting, and then came fifth, which was not. (Erm, I have now realised that the weight listed next to the horse is the weight that horse is carrying, not the weight of the actual jockey. Sorry for defaming you, poor anonymous jockey.)

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