I looked at my last post and realized it has been three years since I wrote something here. How time speeds along.
I’ve been competing in Endurance Races, (Note: We are not supposed to refer to them as races but as rides… but it’s a timed event so I think “races” is closer to reality.) These are long trail rides but at a fast speed. I’ve been doing the 25-mile distances but hope to “graduate” to 50-mile distances in 2019.
When riding those distances, there are times when you can speed along, wind in your face, the thrill of trees and bushes rushing past, the alertness to watch footing, rocks, and uphill/downhill riding positions. It’s a real rush.
But then, there are the slow times too. A particularly muddy or steep patch. A horse who is breathing too hard and needs to rest. An ache in your legs from a long fast stretch… ah, it feels good to just sit in the saddle for a while and let your horse walk or munch on grass by the side of the trail.
Days, months and years passing by are a lot like these races. Sometimes you are spinning along, enjoying the hectic nature of being “too busy”; other times you just need to pull back, rest and sit around for a few days. (Well, there is no sitting around here because there are constant farm chores and the normal upkeep of living. But you get the point…)
As winter sets in, I am looking forward to doing some writing, and revitalizing this blog. What are your winter plans? Winter seems like another life in many ways. More time indoors. Less time riding horses. More bundling up just to go out to feed or clean stalls. A bigger effort to keep weight down (Yuk, exercise classes??). Too much darkness.
But we muddle through each year and so having a Winter Plan or Goal is a good way to wait out the darkness and cold. OR we could just move to Hawaii! (Yes, chuck it all, sell it all, and go sleep on the beach. I’d like to try it, but my husband wouldn’t think of it. For now, I can blame him anyway)
Hope to keep in touch with you all and to hear about your winter pursuits. We need to hang together until the spring grass comes peeping up.