Wednesday, December 9, 2020


There wasn't a lot of riding during the first five months of this year, but the next six months more than made up for it. I was averaging five or six days a week for most of the summer and fall. There was even one point in October where I rode thirteen out of fourteen days. That is a lot of saddle time by any standards. It's kept me sane and fit, and made this long, hard year a lot more bearable.

Now, however, the pandemic is really raging, and so are the Buxton family pandemic restrictions. My riding schedule has been called into question, and although I believe it's mostly safe, I have cut back again. I'm down to two, sometimes three, days a week. It's not ideal, but it's fine. It's also why I've been doubling up on rides every time I go to the barn.

Today was a barn day. I went to the barn early and rode Flynn. There weren't any jumps in the ring, so we didn't jump. We totally would have, though.
After I was done with Flynn, I saddled up Lucy and rode out with Mary Jo and Karen.
She was much better today. There was no illegal passage, and I managed not to fall off. It was a good ride.
It was also exhausting. Although I'm in the best shape I've been in for years, riding two horses back to back is a lot. My plans for the rest of the day - including finishing the fireplace and fireplace tutorial - mostly didn't happen. 
It did get some grout, though!
Tomorrow is not a barn day, so I promise I will do better. If I double up on anything, it will be blog posts rather than horses!

1 comment:

  1. I'd rather see you safe -- and not subject to gout -- no, that's grout -- ah, so sorry, rather, what I mean is, grout is fine --