Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still buzzing from it. So, I wake up in Pinhal-Novo, right? The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be epic!” Little did I know...
First off, I hit up the café on Rua da Liberdade. Best coffee in town, no joke. I grab my usual, a galão, and the barista, Maria, gives me that cheeky smile. She knows I’m a regular. I’m feeling good, ready to ride. But then, BOOM! My phone buzzes. My trainer texts me, “Horse is acting up. Get here ASAP!” Ugh, typical.
I sprint down Avenida da República, dodging old ladies and kids on bikes. Pinhal-Novo’s got this chill vibe, but man, it can get hectic. I finally get to the stables on Rua da Estação, and my horse, Tico, is throwing a fit. Like, dude, chill! It’s just a saddle!
I’m sweating bullets, trying to calm him down. I swear, he’s got more attitude than a teenager. I’m like, “C’mon, Tico! We’ve got a race to win!” But he’s just snorting and stomping. I’m losing my mind.
Finally, after what feels like an eternity, I get him saddled up. We head to the track, and I’m pumped. The crowd’s buzzing, and I can feel the energy. Pinhal-Novo’s got this small-town charm, but race day? It’s electric!
Then, outta nowhere, I see my rival, João. That guy’s a piece of work. Always smug, always winning. I can’t stand him. He gives me this look like he’s already won. I’m like, “Not today, buddy!”
The race starts, and I’m flying. Tico’s finally in the zone. We’re neck and neck with João. My heart’s racing, adrenaline pumping. I can hear the crowd cheering, “Vai, vai, vai!” It’s wild!
But then, disaster strikes. Tico stumbles! I’m like, “No, no, no!” I almost fly off. I manage to hold on, but my heart drops. I see João zoom past me, that smug grin plastered on his face. I’m fuming.
I push Tico harder. We’re coming up on the final stretch. I can see the finish line, and I’m like, “We got this!” I dig deep, and Tico responds. We’re gaining on João. The crowd’s going nuts, and I’m screaming, “Let’s go, Tico!”
In a last-minute surge, we pass João. I can’t believe it! We cross the finish line first! I’m screaming, “YES!” The crowd erupts. I’m on cloud nine.
After the race, I’m still buzzing. I head to the local bar on Rua da Paz to celebrate. I grab a beer, and everyone’s high-fiving me. “You did it, man!” I’m soaking it all in.
But then, I see João sulking in the corner. I can’t help it. I walk over, and I’m like, “Hey, better luck next time!” He just glares at me. Classic João.
As the night goes on, I’m laughing with my buddies, sharing stories. Pinhal-Novo’s got this tight-knit community feel. Everyone knows everyone, and it’s just good vibes.
But then, I get a call from my mom. She’s like, “Did you win?” I’m like, “Yeah, Mom! I’m a champ!” And she’s all proud, and it hits me. This is why I do it. For the thrill, for the community, for the love of the game.
So, yeah, what a day! From chaos to victory, Pinhal-Novo never disappoints. I’m exhausted but happy. Can’t wait for tomorrow!