Apparently leggings are bad for us, making our muscles lazy. Well, not mine, because I never wear leggings, but I do wonder if a dependence on the fitted jodphur when young explains the less attractive aspects of my figure now.
Will parents despairing at their daughters' horse mad state now hiss at them "all this jodphur-wearing will simply MAKE YOU A FLABBY DISASTER WHEN YOU ARE OLDER." Would make a change from rude remarks about eau-de-cheval and the unsocial qualities of a one subject discourse I suppose.
(You can tell, from this sudden flurry of blogging, that it is the financial year end and that I should be doing my accounts, can't you?)