While you wouldn’t expect a Texan to complain about the weather, winter riding and winter survival in general is a bit different here. See, up north where it’s truly cold, there are institutions set up to deal with the cold. These institutions include things like snow plows, covered riding rings and winter jackets.
A cold day in Texas means “put on a sweater”. Cold + any type of precipitation? Forget it. If it’s below 40 and raining, we’re going to whine and complain until the (longhorn) cows come home. It’s just how we are. Sure, it’s colder where you are… but you’re also more used to dealing with it. Right?
Saturday was 36 and raining. I left my house once… for tacos.
I made it my motto this winter to ride as much as possible, because with unpredictable weather you can only do the best you can do. Still, with work and life commitments plus this horrible, slogging rain I’ve only been able to ride about twice a week in 2015 so far. Twice a week if I’m lucky!
I’m sure Simon is fine, but mostly I let him chill and be a horse on days I can’t get out there. The drive is long (40 minutes each way) for me, so I opt to save that gas money on other stuff for him. Like a saddle fitter (coming soon to a blog near you) or Ikea furniture… which he doesn’t seem to appreciate much.
As you may or may not remember, turning our guest room (which should really be called husband’s mad scientist for tech world domination room) into a dual office was one of my 2015 personal goals. When husband got a boost of motivation this Sunday, that process jump started quicker than I anticipated.
So now I’m surrounded by half made Ikea furniture, and lots of lots of books that we need to get rid of. The end goal here is actually going to be super positive, because I’ll have a space to craft and sew and blog and do whatever I want without having to pull a pile of computers out of the way first. However the in-between state makes me want to curl up into a fetal position.
Eventually I’ll have cool things to blog about, but for now I’m just crawling through winter like the rest of us.