For the first time since I became a horse owner sixteen years ago, I find myself falling into the weekend warrior category. At first I thought I’d be able to maintain my four day a week riding schedule through this transition period, but I’ve decided that just isn’t realistic. I have a lot of visitors/help in town, and I both want to see these people and chip away at my to do list during the week. When I did ride Tuesday…
I still have so much to sift through right now, and I’m overwhelmed. I am dangling some carrots for me to get me through this rough time, but I won’t be ready to blog about my ideas until I know where my feet are more. However, there is a bright spot that still shines and that is my Simon. Each year I like to compare two similar photos from the previous years. You can see year one and year two…
Sometimes blogging is a chore. Last week I had 0 motivation to get content up. While I usually have several posts in a queue in case there’s nothing current to say, my well ran dry last week and I had no desire to build it back up. This week I actually do have some post ideas, but spending some r&r time with the husband is more important. So you get my handsome Simon. The post processing on these is pretty…
Last Sunday when it was too wet to ride, I ventured out to the farm anyway since my trainer texted and said it was dry enough to trail ride around the property. All morning I had been in a particularly foul mood, and I figured some pony time would help. During my hour+ commute to the barn where I encountered crazy stop and go traffic and a gigantic cycling race, I started to doubt my idea to leave my dwelling of grumpiness….
Simon and I are doing My Fitness Pal. I’m counting calories to reduce my mass, and he needs to gain some… at least I think so. Let me present you with some photos taken this week on the exact same day. One of these photos makes me think my horse needs to gain some weight, because of the obvious ribs. The other photo is passable to me, but since I know how close they were taken it’s not like he…
Last Sunday for my lesson, my horse was “wild.” Believe me, I am just as shocked as you. Now don’t get me wrong… Simon is still my wonder horse. In fact, his wildness makes me laugh more than makes me annoyed. I’ll try to give you a play by play of the lesson as best I can, since there’s no media proof that any of these events happened. You’ll just have to trust me. He warmed up like a Grand…
Good Thing: Even with tons of drizzly days of rain this past week, our arena is holding up really well. My trainer was able to shuffle some things around and give me a lesson on Saturday instead of Sunday! Bad Thing: Simon has decided he can no longer be caught in the pasture. It took 30 minutes and two assistants to help me get him. This is the third time he’s been hard to catch, which means it’s an established…
Let me start off this lesson recap blog post by noting two very important things. One – my trainer said that if we had been able to ride consistently for the past two months, we wouldn’t be having any of the problems we’re having. Two – a barn friend’s boyfriend took pictures of our lesson, and he’s basically the best person ever. I owe him brownies. With that being said, I’m going to keep this on the shorter side today…