I have a confession. I haven’t decorated for Christmas yet. I haven’t completed my shopping. I’m useless unless it comes to barn chores. I’m fairly certain at least one of my children and probably my husband hate me. I didn’t finish the novel I started for NaNoWriMo. Even though all of this is true the only thing I want to do this weekend is sneak off a trail ride with Tax. Sigh…
I was looking at December last night and you know, I’m not sure she needs a whole month before we start some trail riding. She’s looking great. Once I get her leg healed up and get a shoe on her I might start riding her over to the barn on Saturday mornings when I feed. I think she will enjoy visiting with Tax. I figure I will just play it by ear and if she seems uncomfortable I will get down and walk her. I’m thinking about investing in a bareback paid with stirrups so I can make sure I’m balanced and take some pressure off her without adding any additional weight.
I’ve decided my plans with Tax are to set up some ground poles spaced far apart. I’m going to try to start cantering over and if he speeds up we will halt right away. When I can get him going over them consistently I’m going to place them closer together. When we can rate our speed over the poles then I will go back to crossrails and start over. I don’t want to undo any of the work that Tina has done with him.
I think it’s time for some real writing soon. Maybe another installment of my Applejack story… Maybe something new... I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately about the kind of person I want to be and it weighs heavily on me sometimes. Maybe I will just whine and rant about life in general and what I’ve been thinking about. I mean what good are fairly anonymous blogs if not for some ranting?