Finding My Motivation

Yesterday was a long day at work.  And then add the ridiculous traffic to that.  By the time I got home last night I was exhausted.  I at least made a tiny effort and changed into my breeches but no, I didn't ride.  I just didn't feel like it.  I always push myself through those feelings and ride anyway and have never regretted it.  Last night my gas tank was just empty.  I fed all the horses, turned them out, cleaned stalls, then spent the rest of the evening relaxing.

I do feel slightly guilty.  I have an A show the 18th of this month and I have not jumped Poppy 3'6 since the Tryon show in July.  And according to husband she is looking extremely marshmallowy.  So my mare and I need to get to work.  I did actually ride her Tuesday and Wednesday but 2 days a week certainly isn't going to win us any ribbon loot at the show. 

I also rode Baby L this week!  He's been very good.  I lunge him before climbing on then I practice serpentines and bending at both the walk and trot.  Right now at the canter it's all I can do to keep him going.  Even still, his canter is lovely! Wednesday he had one spook while I was on where he scooted for a few strides then stopped.  If that's the worst he does I will be happy.  I have been riding him in my small paddock and will try to take him out to my jump field to ride this weekend while hubby is home.  My only fear is that we are close to hunting season and since I live in redneck hell the neighbors will be starting their daily nonstop target practice.  Hopefully Baby L can handle the sound of a war zone. 

So enjoy your Friday and have a wonderful weekend!