I have no idea why he made me put a stupid cowboy hat on my head, I hate cowboy hats. Actually, I just hate cowboy stuff in general. It makes absolutely no sense why I'm dating a cowboy who spends every second of his time on a bull or on a horse roping steers. I make no sense sometimes, I can't figure it out either.
In one of the videos on Facebook, the bull turns around and completely mauls my boyfriend. So far the injuries include a broken hand, a black leg, bad back, and a whole bunch of soreness in places he never knew existed. I don't quite understand why anyone would want to get on the back of a bull just to see if they can make a dumb 8 second mark, but I guess my boyfriend does.
The first video is of him roping, and if you get bored watching a 15 second run after a fake steer imagine being in my position for hours at a time. The second video is of his last bull ride which he didn't do too well on and actually broke his hand with that bull because it bucked so hard. Three bulls in one weekend can't be good on anyone's body, bless his heart. The best he's ever done was 7.5 seconds almost giving him first place to win all the money at that rodeo. He was so close.
So maybe I'm not the supportive girlfriend when it comes to rodeos and cowboys. Everyone's always shocked when I don't go around babying him from all the random injuries he has. My response is always "If he chooses to get on that bull, he chooses the pain. I'm not feeling sorry for him he'll be okay."
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