Those promises I didn't keep

1. Have a 80 average. (wonk wonk WONK)

2. Get a job. (check)

3. Regular curfew (see reaction to number 1)

4. No more Mobile (again, see reaction to number 1)

5. Keep room clean (check... kind of)

6. Pay mum back (for the third time, see number 1)

Yeah... I think all of it lasted, like, a week. Maybe. You know the typical "I'm 16 and I know it all. I have what I wanted, I don't need to work for it now" 16 yo mentality. Yeah... no. It didn't get me far at all. I got involved with people with horrible morals and they are the reason I took a break from riding. One day, I'll blog about that. 

In February, I pulled my head out from under the rock. I pulled my grades up to honor roll status, got another job, started being in at 11ish, I no longer go to Mobile unless I NEED to, and I am setting aside money from all my paychecks to pay my mum back. I completely did a 180. Perhaps a 540 would be more suiting...

It's my senior year. SENIOR YEAR!! I have wanted to be a horse trainer my entire life, and dammit, now is the time to start doing something about it. My grades and my ability to ride a horse is directly related to being a trainer. Now is the time to learn and be, not time to party. Yeah, I'll go to the senior activities like Homecoming and a few games, but I still have to put the horses first. I won't miss a ride (or two or three or eight) just because of a football game or a dance. No. That is not fair to anyone involved in this, and certainly not fair to Tor. 

I mean business. This is real. And it's happening. 

Really, this time, I AM going to Burger King and then I'm going to sleep. Really... 

So, I'm thinking I should be violently ill more often!

Lack of update (baaaaaaaad Caroline), it has been a combination of work, Indiana, and being really sick. Little time to ride in the past... while.

Now, back to my regularly scheduled, erm... starting to blog. I'll post updates from this say onward. No one needs to know about the Ultimate Rider Meltdowns I have had... 

Tor and I had a FANTASTIC ride this evening. I went out with a mindset of "Tonight will be a good one, if I have to ride 'til midnight to get Something Accomplished." And hey, it worked! Either my good thoughts actually work, or I was too weak/hot/out of shape to give a shit. I can't decide. We had a few issues in the beginning because she was as fresh as the high school boys on Prom night, but we worked thru those in about 10 minutes. It was too wet to longe. Boo! Hiss! We moved over to a bigger patch of grass and things got a little better.

Then better.

Still getting better.

Then really freaking "Oh my God! I can post the trot without depending on her head. Oh, look, her head goes down!" 

I was honestly expect a Ride From Hell since we have been out a total of a month. Tor had an abcscess in her left front, something that I think has been going on for quite a while I could faintly feel it, but you couldn't see it in her movement. I have also been in Indiana, at work, and have been sicksicksick with an unknown illness (which I blame on heat exhaustion). I was prepared for the worst since it had been so long and I couldn't longe. Had she forgotten everything? Was she going to take advantage of me being so sick? Was she going to blow up in my face because of energy? The answers: Not at all; She took great care of me; A little, but got over it. 

I have had ALOT of trouble with my posting (not the movement, but the whole slowing it down and controlling my horse with my post), which are the reasons for my URM (Ultimate Rider Meltdowns), but tonight it just... clicked, I guess. I loved the feeling of a controlled post with her face down. Gooooood filly, that is exactly where your face goes. =]

Tonight seriously made me deliriously happy. And the last time I was deliriously happy with a ride was back when my old event horse and I negotiated the bank that effectively ended my eventing career. Words cannot explain how happy I was; we accomplished a big something in a time where I thought we would accomplish nothing. It was kind of a wake up call: "Hey, you CAN do this. This seemingly impossible task of qualifying for World is NOT so distant. You're NOT crazy. Well, maybe you are, but you have a team of people who are crazy as well."

I'm off to Burger King for some dinner and then to sleep. Lee Paul is in town tomorrow and it's about time he whip my butt into shape. I'll update tomorrow, promise!!