I’m gonna go ahead and get something off my chest right off the bat: I am in a rotten mood.
Remember when I mentioned that a horse person’s mood is directly related to how good of a ride they had? Yeah – that explains it. I suppose rotten is a little bit harsh. I guess I’m not angry per say – every horse has bad days and letting that put you in a foul mood just makes it worse. We learn to deal with it – end on a good note, and resume right where you left off the next day. It comes with the job. So, I guess I’m moreso…disgruntled. I tend to take bad rides a bit personally, I guess – and give myself a hard time. Feeling like I’ve let us down. That sort of thing. For better or for worse, I am my own worse enemy – something I – admittedly – need to work on.
So, yes – Teddie was a foul little ponykins this afternoon. That little monster was trying his hardest to unseat both of us. Both of us? Yes – he was so dreadful I had “the boss” (a.k.a. A, my trainer) get on him. While I was sad to see him still being horrible for her, at the same time it was reassuring that he wasn’t just taking advantage of me.
Alas, life goes on. Tomorrow will be better. It’s funny – because all while getting him ready, something just seemed a bit off…he was acting a little differently. Warming up, he was okay, but sort of looking for the boogieman in every corner. And then all hades broke loose. I guess my foresight was correct. Every horse has their day – and we haven’t had a horrendously monster-like day yet, so it was bound to come.
I won’t even get started on my tangent involving a customer at work, either. I guess it just wasn’t mine or Teddie’s days. But you know what makes “those days” ten million bajillion trillion times better?
Yes, you guys! I walked in the door in my “I am a terrible rider” gloom to see a package awaiting. Inside?
And inside? I was greeted by an intense aroma of rosemary!
Since the struggle with Teddie didn’t allow me home until nearly 7:30 – I didn’t need to be encouraged to dig into the crackers.
While I was waiting for part of my dinner to reheat (re: two minutes for some corn) I think I ate at least half the bag 😉 Unfortunately, the mail-man wasn’t so kind to the other half 😦
Who sent me all these lovely things? Why, the incredibly talented (as you can see!) Ms. Teenage Health Freak! Thanks SOO much, girl – you know me too well! The bag is absolutely adorable – and I am incredibly envious of your sewing talent 😀
How else did bloggers save the day? I packed this 9 Bar sent to me from beautiful Nikki knowing that I would need a bar packing a little more punch than usual if I was going to ride Teddie after work.
It was already a shortened day – Saturdays we’re only open until 4 – but I still knew that if I was feeling even a little lethargic I would have opted out. I tend to just want to go home and relax after work.
But after chompin’ down on this puppy, I found my energy. In hindsight, maybe I should have just not been so motivated to ride, but we won’t go there. This 9 Bar was fantastic!! So far, I am noticing that bars in … well, pretty much anywhere other than America…are much less sweet.
And I mean that in a great way! While natural sweetness doesn’t bother me as much as added sugar or artificial sweetness – too much is still too much. This bar was just sweet enough. And the honey lent wonderfully to the pumpkin – a nice change from the usual maple!
Driving to the barn I passed multiple corn stands, and was thisclose to buying some for dinner. But, frankly, I didn’t want even the two minutes it would have taken to cut in to my Teddie time, and I passed. Go figure. Arriving home I was ecstatic to find a note from my mom pointing out the corn in the fridge.
I was also quite grateful for leftover quinoa salads for a dinner in minutes.
See, just venting that made me more optimistic! Here’s to tomorrow 🙂
Do you tend to be a bit hard on yourself, too – or take everything in stride?
(side note: yes, I ate a lunch and snacks today, I just don’t feel like doing a normal post, haha)