Even with longer daylight hours, it has been a major struggle to get out to the barn lately.
My husband does construction for a living, so his hours are all over the place, especially with the weather starting to improve. Typically, I go out to the barn after he gets home and after I’ve prepared dinner. My cut off for leaving to go to the barn is 7:00. Not because the barn closes, but because I just don’t like to go any later than that. The barn is busy on weeknights with riding lessons, so there are usually other people there until 8:30, sometimes even later.
In February, I managed to ride once a week. Not ideal for improvement by any means, but that’s what my life allowed. Last week, I finally made it to the barn on Thursday and by 1:00 am Friday I had the stomach bug that my son had on Wednesday. Lovely. Saturday brought another road trip, so riding was out until Monday. I got in a short ride after Manny’s and my Magnawave session, but I didn’t get nearly as much accomplished as what I would have liked to. My husband got home late last night, I think he has plans tonight and tomorrow is our 9 year wedding anniversary. With only so many hours in the day and having to prioritize what I do in my limited free time, it’s been tough. I’m hoping I can ride once more before the weekend. Then get back to more consistent riding next week.
Our trainer has been gone showing and she said to keep jumping while she’s gone. Well, it’s been 1 1/2 out of the two weeks she’ll be gone and we’ve gotten in to flat rides. Life is rough sometimes as a working mom and adult amateur rider. Even still, I’m grateful for every minute I get to spend in the saddle.
The Horse is Not Black 