Two point? I missed the deadline for twopointober by giving Bobby an extra day off after our show, and then Death Cold struck, and the one time I've managed to intentionally hover over my saddle I can't say the fear of drowning in my own mucus wasn't a valid concern.
No stirrup work? Well, I did totally nail that shit Saturday.
|skeptical bobby is skeptical. skeptical on how he ended up with me as an owner.|
Thanks to continuing vehicle troubles (Is my truck's transmission going to blow up today? Is that grating noise from my car's brakes ever going to stop, even after we've replace every single part possible? We may never know!), Hubby was guilted into taking me to the barn over the weekend. Since the weather had put a momentary kibosh on the snow and it was sunny outside, I figured there was no better time to get some nice outdoor riding pictures.
Unfortunately, thanks to the alternating random downpours and wet, shitty snow on Friday that I experienced in all their glory while turning twenty horses out for BM since she was wrangling teenagers at some fancy week-long show, the footing in the outdoor was pure slime.
|look, we are riding outside! and also doing the gangsta lean. #reppin|
In to the indoor we went, where I took Bobby through his paces in approximately three minutes before calling it quits. How many boring indoor flat videos can one person endure?
|it was a good three minutes, but booooringgggg.|
Like all other
|can we just take a moment to marvel at how this horse's forelock|
does not know the meaning of laying straight down the middle EVER?
it's permanently parted, like a big, silly fucking mustache on his forehead.
Once the field full of OTTBs caught sight of us loping down the trail, they all went into full racehorse mode. Bobby did a sassy head snake at them, and then let out the prissiest of bucks, but other than that, he completely ignored them. It was too muddy to do more than wander around a bit anywhere besides the main path outside the paddocks, so our photo shoot wasn't too exciting.
However, any pictures where Bobby has his ears forward are treasured by me, and I think he looks pretty adorable.
|bobby has such a man crush on hubby.|
every time we passed him, he'd crane his head towards him to check
if he was willing to stop the nonsense and dole out snacks instead.
|no tack and the great out of doors equals the quietest canter ever.|
i think this is how we'll start competing at shows.
As of today, Bobby will be going on day six of doing pretty much nothing but short lived shenanigans. October or November has always been when I give him off after a full show season. He didn't have to go through that this year, but I guess I can pretend like that's what I'm doing this time around? But maybe I should ride him for real just once before our lesson Friday. Or not because then we'll get yelled at more and I'll have a good lesson post for you!
|are we the best at posing? i think so.|
i also think i need to really re-clip that floofy fucking tail.
There will be plenty of time to be stuck in the indoor to work hard on dressage and jumping. We need to play outside while we still can.