Monday, August 22, 2022

Getting Off The Couch

It was nice. I wish it would last, but time seemed to be on a mission today and before I knew it the afternoon was half over. The lingering feeling of having to return to work tomorrow slowly built up in my chest. The thought of lunches that needed to be made, laundry that needed to be done, and dishes that probably should get washed lingered in my mind.


I quickly dismissed them. I didn’t want to do anything. 


The house sitter will be here soon, I thought. I should clean. 


I dismissed that thought too. Knowing that in the next two weeks the mad surge of cleaning and packing will happen but it certainly isn’t going to happen today. 


Thoughts of Punkin in her surcingle and how excited I have been to start properly long lining her stirred some excitement in me. I have ridden her a bit but the years of my youth have passed and I no longer take pride in the amount of abuse my body can take. 


That is why I gave my body the nap I promised it before heading out to enjoy my young horse. 


I tacked her up in her too big surcingle and we went down to the arena for our talk. Nothing had changed since last time as far as her gear is concerned but she had to buck about it anyway. There was about 10 minutes of sass and Andalusian attitude then she was listening like the good girl she really is. 


Attaching the reins just like we agreed upon in our last conversation we started process. First on one side. Then the other. 


She caught on quickly and we were able to go up to both sides in no time at all. She has been ridden and ground driven before so this was more of a refresher. The tiny arena was too small for her to have time to process the feeling of each rein aid, it was obvious she was getting overwhelmed with having to change directions so often, so I opened the gate and out we went. Just like our normal after arena walk only a little different. She was an absolute rock star and I’m so glad I got out of my cozy little couch nest to take her out. 


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