Why Not to Give Up

Oh, Tuesday. I had Rebel, we were outside, there was a massive puddle between E and C, and he had decided that it had my name on it. He was spooking at a teeny tiny one between C and M, and in open order, I kept going back over it, to get him to look …

On the Ground — For Real

So I'd been doing all this stuff — sitting on the edge of my seat on the bus, walking around with my elbows loose yet down, standing with my balance entirely in my pelvis — to help me in the saddle. This is as far as my 'on the ground' work has gone. I'd never …

Distractinated

ISN'T A WORD, BUT IT IS A STATE OF MIND I've gotten a little distracted lately, and have been wallowing in a state of distractination for the last wee while. Nothing has distracted me from my four lessons per week, and nothing could. I was offered a press trip, and okay, I had some conflicts, …