The morning started off with a cup of coffee made with rice milk...blech, horrid and it made me gag. Then I stumbled out of the back of my horse trailer with Cheekys mash in hand and fell to the ground twisting my ankle, which is now double in size and hurts like hell. Juan is never one to console me when I get hurt. In fact he gets ridiculously mad as if I purposely have these kinds of accidents. So instead of being sweet and pampering me, he has now lit a fire under my ass and hes showing no signs of sympathy. This just may be what I need right now because there are other things on my mind and I could easily go to that place where I just dont give damn and to hell with everything. Last night I was teetering on that fence and after this mornings event, it almost sent me over to the wrong side. Im taking big breaths and Cheeky is leading the way. We had a beautiful ride this morning out to the start, hes very happy and sassy and he had a great showing for the pre ride vet-in. Juan was kind enough to trot him out for me and it was fun to stand back and watch. It was the veterinarians advice to let Juan do the trot out beings I was looking pretty lame. The energy in camp has been really mellow the last few days along with the cool weather and nighttime sprinkles, its really unbelievably awesome.
Posted on: Fri, 08 Aug 2014 20:36:12 +0000
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