are we there yet?

This is what ALWAYS happens in February. I am done. I want it to be spring now. No snow, decent footing, usable outdoor ring, no ice in the water buckets, no ice-masquerading-as-mud that dumps me on my ass and threatens to make horses step on me, enough of that shit. I want  spring.

Real Spring.

Like - April.

I am going to have difficulties in March, am I not?

Red Queen

exercise: pilates/yoga plus headstands
horse: Red Queen, 2.5 miles of slow road work
fabric: not yet

I knew, if I could just pry myself off the bench and get up to the barn I would have a good ride, and it was still So Fucking Hard to get going.

We did, in fact, have a great ride. We walked down the road away from home, and trotted on the flat parts, and turned down the dirt road and trotted on that, and finally just before we turned around she sighed a couple times and sneezed and relaxed that last bit. Once we turned around she was interested and forward but not crazy like the last time. I think it helped that there was no one to show off for. When it is just us she behaves better. I think she has to have more faith in me as a leader when we are on our own.

We battled fear of a flapping plastic bag, and won.

Now all I have is driving and circus, and I intend to climb the fabric today, and maybe see if I can still do any of the fabric tricks, because it has been a while.