Go, you chicken fat, go away!

I have not been able to run the past few days because my back has been hurting so bad.  I texted the team yesterday.  Only Maggie said she was going to come.  And she ended up cancelling this morning due to "woman issues", whatever that means.  So my wife and I headed up to Usery shortly after 5:30am.  I wasn't sure how my back would do, so I went as slow as possible.  Vickie had a minute or two head start on me.  I didn't catch her until after a half mile.  She stayed pretty close to me as I was afraid to run very fast.  I decided I would do 2 miles up and come back, but my back started to hurt.  I kept pushing myself, and then I saw some wild Salt River horses.  I crossed the street and took some pictures.  My wife caught up to me.  I figured this was a good place to turn around.  She wanted to keep going so she told me to call her when I was done.  I slowly made my way back down.  When I was done, I called her and she said she was feeling good and wanted to keep going.  So I hung out in the Jeep for a while playing Words with Friends.  Then I went for a hike in the desert to see if I could find more horses.  I couldn't.  My wife texted me when she was 3/4 of a mile away, so I turned around.  She ended up beating me back to the Jeep, and we drove back home, but I kept my eyes open for horses.  I spotted some by the new stop sign they installed.  We stopped to take more pictures.  Then we drove back and saw some more about a quarter mile down the road.  We stopped again and followed them until they reached the other group of horses.  There was 22 total.