Fallout from the show

Honestly, I think I'm still recovering from the show last weekend. And we didn't even get up that early! I think that I am just out of practice. Anyway, when all was said and done, Lucky Clover did very well, and I think everyone came home with at least one ribbon. I personally got a first, second, and a sixth. I totally did not deserve the first. That was in my flat class, which I almost missed because I wasn't even dressed, because I thought that I would have time after warmup, but I didn't. So I was stressed, so Breezy was fast, and didn't want ot stop. Which meant we pretty much charged around the ring with our ears pinned back, resisting all cues to slow or stop. And yet we won. The judge must have fallen asleep at strategic moments. At least I got all my leads, though. Then in my next class I had a pretty good round, but Phil made me do this tight turn, because it was an EQ class, and I could totally do it, because I had done it in warmup, but I was just focusing on not crashing into either of the jump standards, so I missed the jump and had to turn around. So I got sixth in that one, but there were no hard feelings because it was just a schooling show, so practice makes perfect. My other class was the downeast medal qualifier, and I got second in that one, mainly due to the continuance of the anti-stopping coalition. And also the lack of any quantifyable ability to sitting trot. But for my first time out over the 2-3", I am pretty happy. There should be pictures up soon.

A very long week

Sigh. This has been such a long week. First of all, I did not have LAX games at all until Friday, because this was our bye week. So we had practices everyday until Friday, when we had our game. Lost. Crap. But I scored a goal! But then they called it back because they forgot to stop the clock, so time had run out. But everyone said it should have counted. On Saturday, I had a lesson. That was fun. Then we took my Grandmother out for mother's day. And I literally spent the ENTIRE day today (it is now 3:53) doing homework. Bleh. At least I have a show next weekend. YAYYYYYY!!! Gonna be such a busy weekend, though, plus all of my projects are due. That makes me stressed. I don't even remember anything I put into this post. That is how fried my brain is right now. Guzzzzzzz.....

The 12 mini posts of vacation

Well, it has been a long week, but definitely not long enough. Vacations never last as long as you want them to. But, sigh, back to the old grindstone tomorrow. Last weekend I had a lesson, then barn clean-up day Sunday. Worked quite hard. Raking. Ick. Then was forced to go home and do yet more yard work. Then went back to the barn to sleepover, but realized that I was sick and had to go home. Monday I went shopping with my sister and helped her pick out her clothing for the next three years. (Seriously. The girl would wear her clothes down to shapeless brown masses if she was allowed.)

My Tuesday was pretty much killed by having to go to practice at 8 in the morning, but we did go bowling in the afternoon. I don't know why I subject myself to that, ever. I must be the worst bowler in the country. Small children that wear light up sneakers can bowl better than me. Sigh. We were supposed to have a scrimmage on Wednesday, but it was raining, so they couldn't line the field Tuesday, so the scrimmage was pushed to Thursday, which was the day I was supposed to have my lesson. So that was all up in the air.

Wednesday, because efforts to reschedule the lesson had not worked out, my mom and I had lunch and went shopping with my friend Natalie and her mother, who is a friend of my mom's. That was fun. Then we were told that the scrimmage was cancelled totally, so that left Thursday free for my lesson.

On Thursday, I had my private lesson. Yay! I now ride completely differently, but that's okay. I had fun. Thursday at practice, again at 8 in the morning, we were stuck running laps around the field for HALF AN HOUR. We were supposed to only be running for 2o minutes, because the plan was for us to do 10 minutes of Indian Sprints, then 10 of running at our own speed. After our sprints, our coach left to sort out our warmups, then proceeded to forget about us for an additional at least 20 minutes. Gah.

On Friday, we had practice again, then went to a local scrimmage, supposedly as a team, but hardly anyone else showed up. After that, my family went to play mini golf and eat an ice cream, a family tradition for April vacation.

Saturday, it was 92 degrees. We had our lesson anyway, and it was quite fun, just grievously hot. It had been about mid sixties all week, and then just, out of the blue, ninety. My sister got heat stroke. But we had our Saturday night outing anyway, because my parents were gone out with my aunt and uncle. I felt bad for missing Jess's birthday party, but my parents needed me to stay home so that Jenn wasn't all alone. We ordered a pizza and scoured the entire town to find season 1 of Chuck (best show ever) and couldn't find it anywhere. We were even forced to enter the sketchiest establishment ever, Bull Moose Music, but we were rewarded, because, to our surprise, they actually had it. Hooray!

Now, today, I did more lawn work. Most of the day. And watched Slumdog Millionaire, which was an incredibly good movie. You should watch it. Now, I am going to go to bed, and sadly, be forced to go to school tomorrow and confront the fact that I have not finished my math test from Friday, and have forgotten everything.

Almost Vacation!!!

There is only one more day before vacation!!!! Wheee! I am so ready, too. On Monday, we ran over three miles, mostly uphill. Ooof. And I fell down, scraping my knee rather nastily (is there such a thing as sidewalk burn?) and then re-scraped it on Wednesday on the grass. So I have now gone through about four layers of skin. Also, I was awoken this early morning to the delightful sounds of my darling kitty cat vomiting especially nastily on my very bed. At 2:45 in the morning. Then, once I kicked him off, he proceeded to yark all over my floor. The smell, as well as the fear of waking up with it on my face kept me from ignoring it and waiting until morning, which I desperately wanted to do. So, at the lovely hour of 3, I got up and spent the next fifteen minutes searching for individual chunks of cat vomit, as well as stepping in it. Once finished de-pet-staining and febreezing the daylights out of my room, I promptly climbed back into bed. Then my mother showed up. What superb timing she has.

I also had a lacrosse scrimmage today. It went pretty well, even though it was surprisingly cold over in jolly old Wells on the seacoast. At least it should be flip-flop weather tomorrow. Fingers crossed. I miss the Beastie. I did not get to ride her Wednesday. : ( But I should have an interesting ride Saturday. I might also get to do my private sometime over vacation! Yay!

Horseshows are around the corner! Happy thoughts.

Ugh. Soreness

I am currently lying spread-eagle on my bed and nearing a sugar coma from all of the cookies I ate in a desperate quest for comfort food. I am grievously sore from the past week and a half of running. I have never run so much in my life!!!! And, I am pretty sure that I am going to experience significant hand and finger trauma from all of the luke warm to dead frozen to toasty warm to dead frozen transitions that I make playing lacrosse. I bought special gloves today in order to prevent further damage/eventual removal of the damaged appendages. I mean, they turn white, and when I warm them back up they swell up like sausages and itch like mad. That cannot be good for them, especially in a repeated cycle... right? Anyway, we ran about 2.5 miles today, on the road, at the beginning of practice, then my fingers got cold and I started droppping everything, and then I absolutely butchered (in a bad way) a scrimmage. It was not a great practice. But now, here I sit, convinced that I will never have to rise from my bed again unless it is to pee or eat. : ) Or maybe ride the beast. I feel bad for having neglected her for 2 weeks already. I think that she got her feet done yesterday, but I don't even know if she is still sound from her escapade Saturday. She was a WILDWOMAN! I wouldn't be surprised if she went out into the nice, muddy field and broke all four of her little legs galloping up an down and up and down. But goodness I love her. I am slightly (maybe more) afraid out of my mind to ride her Saturday, though, if that is the plan, because she has not been ridden in so long, and she has been inside for eons. We shall see. I think that it is funny that I asked you last time to be there with a camera and ambulance, because this time I think I'll really need them. Possibly with a medical team, stretcher, and helicopter in attendance to air-lift me to the nearest hospital, where there will be a blood transfusion and a donor organ of my choice standing by. : )

Random lesson Pictures

These are just some pictures from the past couple of lessons.

Super action shot! Beth getting on. : )

I rode around bareback while Beth lunged doodle. I hadn't done that since Breezy hurt her eye.

Cutest picture ever. Ak and Jaxson.

Just hanging out with Breezy

I got to the barn a few weeks ago and there was no one there, and I really try not to ride when No One is there, just in case I fall off and die or something, so I had some time to kill. SO, I spent an hour or so in Breezy's stall, just bugging her and taking pictures. I think she was pretty annoyed by the end. She was like, "Why are you still here? You know I don't do kisses" but she got some treats out of it, and I brushed her really good, so she shouldn't complain. She is sweet but evil. : )

You can see her eylashes. They are all droopy. : )

I'm not sure why I like this one. Maybe because her forelock is covering my eyebrows. Stupid eyebrows.

It took a few tries before she would let me do this. I have a few pictures of me being thrown through the air when she moved her head. : )

This one is the background on my computer. I love it. This was before she decided she hated me. (Aka, when I ran out of treats.)