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Temp: 6 at 6 am, closer to 16 at 10
windchill: yes rather, the wind was roaring like a freight train
layers: t-shirt, thermal shirt, black fuzzy shirt, red fuzzy shirt, green fleece vest, black liner with fleece, red outer coat, ear warmer WITH silly dragon hat, long underwear... I couldn't bend my elbow to use my cell phone, I had to put it down and talk at it.
Horses loose: 0 - they were turned out all ready
Water Buckets: oh right, I'm not counting buckets
Thoughts at extreme cold: boy do those guys look fluffy, I wish the chemical hand warmers went out the fingers too, I'm grateful to the barn cats for needing patting so I have an excuse to can warm up my hands, yikes it is cold! wow the wind is blowing hard!

I've been trying to make myself more balanced, so I've been working on using the pitchfork on both sides, and carrying and lifting water buckets on both sides. It makes some things go slower, but speed is not really of the essence at the moment, so I figure practice now makes for more even musculature later.

Everything took three times as long, with the cold and unusual mess, so I had a nice hot lunch and nice hot coffee in the nice hot sunny window of one of several fabulous local cafes, and knitted while I thawed out a little.

I have to start riding again, somehow. All my riding instincts are withering. Although the working muscles are getting strong. The footing is snow covered, but with the last couple of dry inches is not so slick as it was. If I'd been willing to address myself to the cold, I could have taken the pony for a stomp in the woods, but it was just too cold today. It simply doesn't pay to try to do things when it is too cold.

barn on ice

Feb. 4th, 2008 10:48 pm
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temp: 38 F / 3 C
layers: many thin ones, plus chemical handwarmer
wipeouts: only one, to my astonishment
loose horses: only one, the REALLY DUMB one
Thoughts on the barn today: I have to make a livejournal userpic that says "I'm in ur barn, cleaning stalls" Oh, and I bet I could make some kind of lolhorse to do with electric buckets
Waterbuckets carried: even dozen

I made it to the barn after helping a friend at the Y get some of the machines under control. It was treacherously icy, so I led everyone carefully out to the paddock rather than let them galumph about. The dumb one (every barn has one - kind, cheerful, dumb as Rocks) just kept on walking, right past the open gate. That was when I tipped over, and the others almost made a break for it. I got everyone out finally, and get things organized. I was talking to the universe at large about not wiping out with the handle of the wheelbarrow jabbing me again. I did that last year, and had the most spectacular bruises along my ribs and inside my boobs. It was hard to get people to admire them properly.

After school the girls had rock climbing again, so I belayed children to keep them from falling out of the sky. At the end of class I asked for a belay up a more difficult route. This one was a lot harder - I had to think a little more about the various hand holds and footholds, and ask for advice a couple times. I actually fell off the wall once. That was a rush. In a really bad way. But I beat my way a little farther up before I gave up. I didn't make it to the top, but I have some ideas for what to do next.

I even managed to make my art thing for the week that was supposed to be done yesterday - but that is over at the other blog - http://dancingcrow.typepad.com


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