Trapped in a horrible place where the only things that are truly my friends are three horses, a Trans Am, and my mother and father.
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Such Weekend. Much Rides. Wow.
Met up with Gianna and Mystic last weekend on my end of the trail on Kota Chrome. It was his first ride since his rehab months have ended and he was so excited to be out. His legs are still a little touchy so we’re just taking it one day at a time.
Then took Jack up bareback with her and Rosie on her end of the trail, rode down past the high school and church, then up 395 and behind her friend’s house and through the woods back to the barn.
So much riding, and so exhausted while juggling school and all the annoyances that come with that. You don’t know irritation until you have three horses and have to travel home four hours every Friday to home, and four hours every Sunday night back to college. Ugh. Spring break in a week so let’s hope I make it. Hang in their boys, winter is almost over!