I spent all day watching the live feed on the internet from the Paint world show...at the end of the day they had a cattle class that looked like amazing fun. If I had married a cattle rancher instead of a plumber, I would be riding those classes...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h-gFqmeK5GQ&feature=related
I could live on a horse...Caitlin and I agree there is no such thing as normal people unless they are attached to a horse...
I should give some updates...me and Cleo are truly making huge advances in the push towards competing in the bigger classes shamelessly at the fall shows...The gym has been a huge help with my balance, my over-all fitness and I just got my all my hair cut off and it doesn't look AWFUL at all! Confidence helps when all your competition at the world got their asses sacked...yeah yeah...it could be me but it wasn't...I hope to go out there and at least get mentioned...Me and Cleo.
As for me and Crush, he is really getting the idea...he is figuring out that when I ask for a slow jog, and I don't get a slow jog, we are gonna spin some circles out in the middle of the arena...I laid out some big traffic cones (they followed me home) and we started out first jogging them...well, I called it jogging and he called it jogging, but it was pretty ground-shaking...so he finds out what the word jogging means cuz it ain't fun to RUN cones at a hard trot. He actually is a better loper than he is a jogger. Amazing. Oh yeah, I also took off my spurs. That helped a LOT...I stayed in the cowboy snaffle...no harsh stuff on the Doofus as he doesn't think about learning when he is worried about his tender little body...
Feed is now $14 a 50 lb bag. Help us oh Lord. I can't bear to tell the old man.
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When I was 16, I took jumping lessons from a woman that ended up later on California's top jump trainer list. She was good, good and I loved her and jumping. However, I didn't come from money. My older QH had a bit of maintainable navicular but would never make the 3 day event schedule. I already had all the show stuff--silver headstall, bit, saddle, chaps, hats, boots...when you add it all up, it comes to a lot. So my parents and I decided to stay with the horseshowing. I still regret a bit, that I didn't push to 3-day eventing.
I have done some team penning. Oh man, it's fun. However, now, when we've kinda specialized, my hunter bred horses are way to slow (doesn't that sound stupid?) to do anything like that. Besides, a cow? What's a cow? Is it gonna eat me? That would be my horse.
I went down to the local barn where I ride the other morning on a day I am not normally there, but that is scheduled as open riding. The shooters were there, but almost done. Have you ever seen that? Where they set out the balloons and run around shooting them? They were a bit surprised when I tied my horse to the wall and said, "Go ahead and finish, she'll be alright." She jumped around a bit at first, but didn't really mind. Now that looks like fun to me. A video game on horseback! (my husband is an avid videogamer)
We finally found a Wii Fit to use and I am determined to get my arse back into my colored chaps that I still own from way back when. None of the really colorful stuff the youth are wearing, but the rust and the hunter green would be nice. The illness I have been dealing with, combined with the meds they put me on, have packed on a few pounds that I am determined to get rid of then next year to do all the Ammie classes I want, not just the Hunters. I might crash a few Western riding courses, but, what the heck! It's only out there in the pen that you figure out what to work on for the next few weeks anyway!
I am planning on working one of the shooter shows at our saddle club in the future...the people who have worked others (they have them like 4 times a year) say they are a major blast and the people are super nice.
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