“Let’s just go home.”

I spoke those words in frustration to my husband after dressage at a horse trials this spring. It was pouring rain, and it had been since we arrived the night before. Between walking the course and riding my horse, I’d gotten wet down to my underwear through three layers. I had to turn the heat on full blast in our hotel room in order to dry my helmet and gloves so that I could soak them again the following day.