The result, dear fans, is that we have ended up resorting to drastic measures: I have performed the Frolic against my will, and I have moved briskly when I would have lingered. You can say that this is a failure in my commitment to you (and FarmWife says that is is not even really a gallop, but more of a reluctant canter). For any disappointment I have caused, I beg forgiveness.
Most of you, however, will note that I am a sinewy bit of equine eye candy, and that even my reluctant canter screams of potent athleticism and coiled strength. I think this movie will give you something to smile at.