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!!