contrariwise

I have said before that I'd be a happy woman if I never had to ride training level test one again in my life.

I think I need to rethink this position.

Maybe my life work is to hone my version of Training level test one until it is PERFECT. Connected, through, calm and precise; Grand Prix level concentration and riding brought to the small ring and the lowest level.

That is still hard. That is still worth doing. Right?

le sigh - I just wanted a different pattern, really.

Red Queen to go on tour

So the red mare is going to the eastern part of the state tomorrow, getting ridden 5 or 6 times a week and jumped at least once a week. That will be great for her, and I think the woman riding her will have a good time.

I will miss her like crazy, but I will also be riding her daughter Penny, and Penny's half sister Ruby (shared sire), who are, respectively, almost 5 and almost 4. I think of them as the girls. They are fun, and I will have a good time.

The woman's extremely green TB mare will be coming to hang with the girls until the trainer can take her. I am invited to ride her as I choose, but the idea of matching wits with an extremely green TB mare is kind of daunting.

in other news, I realized I had last had a real hair cut during the Clinton administration, so I changed that. Results here. That is about a foot shorter than this morning.