The Week That Wasn't

The plan is to ride Stitch three times a week, but I don't think we've managed to hit that goal yet. 

We got two rides in last week - Tuesday's ride was really good in learning how to rebalance the trot, which was the goal, but we lost our ability to do a circle. There was another person riding with us, which hasn't happened a lot so far this year, and there were moments that Stitch was definitely distracted by the pinto dressage pony, but overall I was really happy with how he listened to my aids. 

And then I woke up on Saturday morning with the plague. I finally succumbed to one of the many bugs going around, and it took until Thursday to feel mostly human. Just in time for a spring snowstorm that is continuing through Friday morning, when I am supposed to be at the barn for my farrier appointment at 8am. 

My farrier had messaged me Thursday morning to confirm we were still a go and I said yes unless I end up in a ditch and she said we can reschedule if the roads are terrible in the morning. I stressed about it all evening after reading about how bad the roads were for peoples drives home from work (and about whether my car would get stuck in my alley before even making it to the main road) and sent her a message to reschedule before I went to bed. Stitch is only on six weeks so I have a little bit of leeway.

I'm betting the cobra chickens are regretting coming north so soon.

Sadly, the snow is going to stick around for a few days since the temperatures are going to be below freezing until Monday.

Back to a heavyweight blanket for a night.

We'll see what roads are like over the weekend and hopefully manage to finally get three rides in next week. 

In the meantime, Stitch got his first taste of a donut (vanilla icing with sprinkles and strawberry filling). Guess what he's getting for his birthday!