As we enter September (I can't believe the year has passed so fast!) I started to wonder how many days I have trained or ridden my horses. (I didn't feel like it was very much) Luckily, I started keeping a 5 year journal in January. You write a little about each day in 2019, and then there are 4 other empty spaces for the same day underneath that. In 2020, I'll be able to reflect on any given day, and and see what was happening the year before--and so on for 2021-2024. Pretty cool.
So, I counted up the days riding and/or training, and it's a whopping 70. Not as good as last year, but not bad either. I beat the heat by riding trails in the mornings, rotating between Cowboy and Leah. And, I did a clinic and a couple of lessons with Tumbleweed. I've also trailered him to the obstacle course a few times.
I'm really not sweating it with T'weed because I know I'm sending him to my trainer next summer and then the following summer from that. I feel like my only real objective is to bond and earn his respect. The winter clinics will be happening next door, so I'll be taking him to those with, probably Leah. He'll have plenty to do.
In truth, the real work is being done by Foxy, who is teaching him how to stay safe and be brave and smart. She is the BEST role model and protector for him. I owe her big. She is a horse who does her job and loves people, too.
And Tweed is really starting to emulate her. Hooray!
He's starting to be an in-your-pocket kind of guy. Not real emotional, but more people-seeking than he used to be.
Sweet Penny. Such a lover girl.
Back to Tumbleweed. My farrier always assesses him when he's here trimming. He likes his high pasterns, his steep hip, the shape of his hooves, and even that he's just a wee bit cow-hocked--which will change as he fills out. His body is all over the place growing, but for a man who doesn't get impressed very often, he seems impressed with Tumbleweed. Shirley can pat herself on the back for that one.
Not much else going on here. I hurt my back sleeping on my husband's chest. He woke up suddenly and tweaked my neck. It pulled something all the way down my back. I was rather crippled for a few days and in such pain. On the fourth day, I was pissed as hell, thinking what BS, ONE that my "injury" was from sleeping, rather than riding horses, and TWO, that resting was helping ZERO percent. So, I asked my husband to saddle Cowboy, and a friend met me for an easy ride. I felt almost back to normal afterward!! But I wasn't out of the woods. I'm still not, but it's much, much better than a week ago. My brother is a PT, and he showed me some yoga stretches that have helped.
Another item I want to blog about is sun protection on the trail. We're out there for hours and that is not good for my/our skin. I wear a large brimmed hat, lots of sunscreen, and I've added a UPF 50+ Eddie Bauer "Departure" Long-sleeved shirt.
Why do companies do this?? To save money?
Well, anyway, I have my three that I like, and they are a great riding and hiking shirt.
Speaking of panties, I finally found a panty I like at Nordstrom. They're not cheap, but they are pretty awesome. Chantelle, a French, stretchy, no-seam wonder. 3/$48. They're a one size fits all, which I was skeptical about, but to my surprise, they are comfy. I'm sure they'll do something to ruin these, too. LOL. So, you better hurry if you want any.
Well, that's about all that's going on here. Sorry to be so darn boring! Happy trails!!