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August 8th, 2010 at 2:08 pm

Urban Cowgirl

Posted in: Dates,Summer

Buried deep inside lies a little bit of cowgirl.  I’m not quite sure where she came from or how she got there.  To be quite honest, I’m oblivious to her most days.  But, when PBR(Professional Bullriding) comes to town, I tend to get a little self-indulgent.  Our friends Buzz and Emily found out about my little cowgirl  and one double date later she was out a whoopin’ and a hollerin’.  I was actually gasping, ooing and eeking as well.  Thank-you by the way, it was fabulous! I don’t have a thing for cowboys, trucks or wranglers, however; there is something amazing about bullriding to me.

I’m amazed that cowboys can take such a beating time after time.  Those bull are usually close to or more than a ton.  For those of you who don’t know about bullriding…indulge me for a moment-if you will.  The cowboys get ranked according to scores our of 100(50 of it comes from the bull’s performance and 50 comes from the cowboy’s form.  Is the cowboy dangling from the side for dear life? or is he making you think it looks easy and that you might want to try it one day).  They only get a score if they manage to stay on the bull for at least 8 seconds.  You may wonder how intense my indulgence is?  Let’s just say Bodacious is my favorite bull of all time; has since been retired and died quite a few years ago.  He was only successfully ridden 7 times of the well over 100 cowboys who rode him.  May he rest in peace.

Between rides, there were other forms of entertainment that were beyond crazy.  Take the Torro Totter for instance.  The last one on gets $1,000-yeah that isn’t enough money to get me out there on a teeter totter.  I couldn’t believe they were crazy enough to be out there with a charging bull, but I couldn’t help watching.

Then you have the poker table…same idea.  Last one left at the poker table wins.  The bull ended up getting up under this guy in the end, running him down and flinging him into the air.  I was impressed his pants were still intact when it was all said and done.  He also seemed to walk away unharmed.  I think my thirst for bullriding has been quenched for the time being.  Maybe this time next year I’ll be digging my hat back out again looking for a matching pair of boots.

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7 Responses to “Urban Cowgirl”

  1. Melanie Says:

    And you look great in a cowboy hat too! Glad you had such a fun time.

  2. Hila Says:

    Cute pic of you and Will :) . I’ve never been to see bull-riding. Don’t now how I’d feel about it ;) . But I’m glad you had fun!!

  3. Emily Says:

    Thanks for a fun night! The pictures turned out great.

  4. Kim Says:

    I too love to watch a rodeo too. We went to the Caribou Co. rodeo when we went to visit my grandma the week after we saw you guys. The kids and I loved it!

  5. Heather Says:

    BAH HAHAHA! Will in a cowboy hat! Priceless!!

  6. Rachel Says:

    They should call it the terror-totter.

  7. Bethany Says:

    I too LOVE rodeos! When I am there everything cowboy seems intriguing, but once I leave I can’t quite remember why I was so intrigued :)

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