tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1633265565263740692024-03-19T12:45:52.341-03:00Dreaming of RevelryJuliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10238021062787055041noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163326556526374069.post-32569851675140081512014-04-21T20:52:00.000-03:002014-04-21T20:52:27.438-03:00Oops... I Did It AgainI launched this new blog in January. I wanted a fresh start, and the brink of a new year seemed to be the best time. But all along I've liked it, not loved it. I have also been growing tired of Blogger and all its quirks.<br />
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$10 says you know where this is going...<br />
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I made another blog. What I hope to be a new <i>home</i>; an enjoyable place for me to write about training Mexi, which has been my goal all along. I do feel compelled to warn that it will likely be more casual than what I have attempted here. For some reason, I've got myself convinced that I should be blogging more, and will post nonsense if I haven't blogged in a while. Considering how busy I am - and how busy I will continue to be - it just doesn't make sense. Those days will be gone, so posts many not be as frequent. <br />
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Anyway, without further ado, <a href="http://missredriding.wordpress.com/" target="_blank">here</a> is our new space. If you'd like to keep tabs on Miss Mex, please feel free to join us. I realize that there weren't many people who followed us over to this space from LBP, and probably less will jump ship this time, but that's okay. I'm not doing this to be famous (though Mexi may have other things in mind).<br />
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I hope to pop in on "my" blogs continually, but I usually don't have time to comment. I do enjoy reading the blogs I've amassed over the past while, and just FYI - you all rock, don't ever change.<br />
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It's been a slice!<br />
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Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10238021062787055041noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163326556526374069.post-54937754109238346372014-04-02T16:24:00.000-03:002014-04-02T16:24:16.320-03:00Goals: Q1 ReviewHow on earth is it time to review quarterly goals already?!<br />
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<b>Me</b><br />
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<li><strike>blog consistently (average 4x a week)</strike><br /><i>Nope. This didn't happen for two main reasons... one, I've been really busy with school, and two, with aforementioned business + craptastic weather, I haven't really had much to talk about.</i><br /></li>
<li><strike>ride (average 1x a week)</strike><br /><i>Again, nope. School + bad weather = hard pony times.</i><br /></li>
<li><strike>work out (average 5x a week)</strike><br />Another no, but I have no excuse for this one.<br /></li>
<li><strike>lose 15lbs</strike><br />...see above.<br /></li>
<li><strike>track finances </strike><br /><i>*sigh*, nope... unless having online banking counts, haha. Plus in the past month alone, I've dropped $800 on the dentist, over $300 on the vet... ugh, let's not think about that.</i></li>
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<li>hang out in a field like a boss <span class="st">✓<br /><i>Errrday.</i></span></li>
<li>prepare game face for Spring Training <span class="st">✓<br /><i>Even more so, she has survived the boot camp portion of spring training. Now if winter can screw off (we got a mix of snow and ice pellets yesterday...), we can continue on.</i></span></li>
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<span class="st">Well that was depressing. </span><br />
Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10238021062787055041noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163326556526374069.post-66145933112216518002014-03-30T00:16:00.000-03:002014-03-30T00:18:06.370-03:00GreyBecause she's the best horse, even though I haven't seen her in two weeks.<br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">* Full disclosure: this was a larger picture that I cropped, and probably did so poorly.</span>Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10238021062787055041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163326556526374069.post-92167464164997858492014-03-21T16:36:00.000-03:002014-03-21T16:36:23.737-03:00March Break 2014 - Part 2<div style="text-align: center;">
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Went out to the barn in the morning to do Mexi's 30 mins on the lunge in side reins. Surprisingly, she got worse at halting as the week went on... I figured she would improve but I guess she had other ideas, haha.</div>
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After turning her out and doing her stall, I headed back to the farm to meet K. We had lunch and then took Olivia and Czar out in the field for a hack. We opted to go out back instead of in the front field this time and we had a BLAST! Olivia was a bit "up" but nothing more than just happy and forward, and most of the snow was pretty deep so she didn't really have anywhere to go, haha. The third field had great footing - better than the ring - and we ended up going for some trots and a few canters. Every time I get to go for a nice open canter/gallop in a field, I'm reminded how it's one of my favourite all time feelings - that, and jumping a really fun/challenging course successfully.</div>
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When evening chores were done, I headed back to the barn and Kev met me there for ride #2 with Mexi. She was really good again, nice and quiet so we didn't do much. Ended with more practice getting on and off... as Kev would say, if you can get on and off fine, you're laughing.</div>
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Despite it being incredibly close to spring, Thursday brought a massive ice storm (and later a few inches of snow, bleh). The barn helper had the day off, so I took my time doing the morning chores and then went inside for a bit to thaw out before heading over the to the barn.</div>
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The horses there stayed in because of the awful weather too, and with the weather and the chores at the farm, I didn't bother going over to lunge in the morning. Went over after lunch and had another quick ride with Kev, same old. It probably sounds boring but I'm actually quite happy at how quiet she was; she had been ridden before, but not a lot, and it was ~2 years ago, so we treated it like a fresh backing. Now I just have to keep my butt in the saddle so we can progress!</div>
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Part way through our ride, a boarder came into the viewing lounge and caught Mexi's attention. She didn't do anything other than focus on the person for a bit, so while I was initially a bit perplexed, it was realistically a good thing to happen and Mex handled it well.</div>
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When we were nearly done, Kevin went into the barn to talk to someone and I finished my ride. Mexi was pretty fixated on the door after he left and the last thing I wanted was for her to startle at someone coming back in since she was obviously already very focused on it (I'm basically a Weeble right now... except I certainly will fall down). Since we were nearly done anyway, I just spent another ~5 minutes doing some circles and bending and getting her attention off the door and onto me. When I was finished, I practiced getting off and on a few times, this time without a person around as a life line, and surprise surprise, she was a peach. Put her away, did her stall, and headed back to the farm to do evening chores with Kevin. </div>
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Last day, sad. Went to the barn in the morning to turn Mex out and do her stall but didn't bother lunging. She'd been a good girl all week and she was already tired so I didn't see the point in doing more.</div>
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Back at the farm, I pulled the manes of two babies, and they were both good. I love when that happens! Both were a bit wiggly but it was the first time for one and only the second time for the other, so I was very happy with them.</div>
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Went back to the barn and had one final ride on Mex. Did the usual little "lunge" with Kevin first to get a reading on her and she actually pulled a couple hops at one point - naughty mare. It lasted all of like 15 seconds and was nothing big, basically a "I don't want to do this". Kevin said you can't blame her for trying and I had to laugh.</div>
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I ventured off the lunge shortly after and worked on getting her to move over from my leg, bending and moving a bit laterally. I would ask her to move away from my leg pressure with lots of praise when she move over a step or two. I did that a few times and then moved on to simpler things for a break. Repeated a few times, and was very pleased that she still remembers some of it/seems to be picking up on it well. Random: I find it easier to get her to move off my leg when we're trotting - has anyone else experienced this with babies? </div>
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Mex had a little look at something, I don't remember what, and Kevin reminded me that if a horse is spooking, your best bet is always to go forward. Bad things can happen when they slow down. I'm a bit rusty (okay, a lot rusty) so reminders like this are pertinent, haha. He also said that if nothing else, Mexi will teach me to keep my eyes up - yup, #1 bad habit <strike>is resurfacing</strike> never really went away. Call me crazy but I find it especially hard to keep my eyes up when I feel like I don't have much in front of me (small horse + wiggly baby).</div>
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Kevin left towards the end when it was clear we were fine, and I kept riding for another 15 minutes or so. Funny thing, after Kevin left Mexi called about half a dozen times over the next few minutes. Guess she likes him or something.</div>
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The barn owner came in towards the end of our ride and I was pleased to see that Mexi didn't mind being in the ring with another horse. Some of you may remember that she wasn't very happy being in the ring with other horses as a 3yo, but I am starting to believe my theory that that was partially caused by the fact that she was getting picked on by a lot of them at that boarding facility.</div>
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Got on and off a couple times to end our session and she stood like a rock. She was SUPER sweaty though, presumably mainly nerves as we really didn't work hard. I knew she'd want to roll so I let her loose in the ring after the owner went back in the barn... all of 45 seconds later she was down and came to say hello afterwards with a face full of dirt.</div>
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When she was cleaned up, it was time to head home, and I was really hoping that there wouldn't be another episode. I was banking on her being a lot better than she was on the trip there as she seemed to be stalling out of uncertainty than anything else. Sure enough, she loaded easy peasy; wanted to smell the ramp a bit but she walked on up with a little encouragement and the whole process took less than 2 minutes.</div>
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She trailered well again and got to spend an extra night inside at the farm because she was still wet from our ride. All in all, I think it was a very successful March Break!</div>
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I was unable to get up to the farm during the time frame that S&D wanted to pick up Mex, so I asked Kevin to load her for me. It may have been for the best that I wasn't there because I would have likely died of embarrassment as the princess was a nuisance to load. About half an hour later, she was on her way to her temporary home... thankfully she travelled and unloaded well. I was stressed about her being a pain to load but Kevin said it wasn't a big deal, we just need to work on it. Apparently baby horses don't always load like a dream when they haven't seen a trailer in two years, who knew.<br />
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I got out to the barn (<i>clarification: I'll refer to Kevin's as "the farm", as per usual, and Mexi's temporary home as "the barn"</i>) in the afternoon to find Mexi inside, nice and quiet. Pulled her blanket off and let her run loose in the indoor (read: chased her around the indoor because she was content to just hang out and smell the dirt).<br />
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Picked out her stall and put her back inside. Little lady wasn't used to being alone and called to me as I would come and go in the barn and in the indoor. I know she was just talking to me because she was lonely but I'm choosing to view it as "cute".<br />
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Left and came back later in the evening to give her a good groom and a quick lunge. She was spot on, listening to my voice commands and even halting on the circle, something that has evaded us in the past. Managed to rid her of the majority of her rain rot scabs and tucked her in for the night.<br />
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Spoke with S&D and a boarder, M, and all of them praised Mexi on her good manners. Everyone kept saying how quiet she was. These comments continued all week and kept me smiling. Good mare. :) <br />
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Went to the barn in the morning; groomed Mex and lunged her again, this time in side reins. Did about 15 minutes of walk and trot work with the side reins, and she was a good girl, again. Turned her out (alone) and she didn't seem to care that she was in a new place at all; walked right over to her hay and started munching down. Cleaned her stall and headed back to the farm.<br />
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Came back in the evening with a friend, A. Lunged Mex in side reins again, and she was really good. I switched her from a rubber dee to a Happy Mouth snaffle and I think she really prefers this bit. After I was done "working" her, I took her side reins off and A took her for a spin. It is really neat to see someone else work with your horse, especially when it happens to infrequently! A worked a bit with desensitizing with the whip and getting her to change direction herself on the lunge - neither are things I have ever done with her before. It was great to see how hard Mex tries to please... by the end of it, A was beaming and kept saying how smart my little mare is.<br />
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Did my normal morning routine - groom, lunge, turn out, stall. S rode his penning horse while we were lunging, and Mex was a bit "up" at first as S's horse's pasture mate was yelling bloody murder. We plowed through and lunged for about 30 minutes this time, 15 minutes each way. Mex actually had to work, and little girl was tired by the end of it!<br />
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I spent more time at the mounting block when I was done lunging, and Mexi remained a cool cucumber so I decided I'd ride that evening.<br />
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S also gave a little demo on how his Robo-Cow worked; it's an automatic pulley system with a piece of material on it. You move the material (or whatever add on you have - you can even get cow lookalikes) with a remote control and the goal is for your horse to follow it like they would a cow. It was really neat to watch S's horse in action, and see my horse's brain going a mile a minute at what on earth was going on. She was scared but inquisitive - pretty foreign stuff for an English pony.<br />
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<b>I went back to the barn with Kevin in the evening, and rebacked Mex!</b> She was great, we worked a bit at the mounting block first, leaning over her, and eventually laying on her. After a few minutes, I hopped on and Kev walked us around. After a lap of the arena, he stood in the middle and "lunged" us a bit, me trying to steer while still having the support system. Walked and trotted on the lunge, and then walked and trotted off the lunge afterwards! Little mare was great, and it was a quick ride. I was very pleased with her!<br />
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<br />Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10238021062787055041noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163326556526374069.post-52753231942127489412014-03-09T11:02:00.001-03:002014-03-09T11:02:16.345-03:00Winter CampRemember when you were a kid, and you'd go to riding camps in the summer?<br />
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Well, I've arranged a bit of a winter riding camp for myself. Mexi is being trailered to a nearby barn with an indoor this morning, and she will stay there for the rest of the week. I'm going to stay with my coach for the week, help around the barn, ride Olivia at the farm, reback my horse... <br />
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I'm a little excited. Freedom, here I come...<br />
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<i>PS, I won't be able to post during the week, but I'll be sure to take notes on my adventures riding *gasp* my own horse and will fill you in when I come back to reality!</i><br />
<br />Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10238021062787055041noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163326556526374069.post-66508035635600538472014-03-07T18:23:00.000-04:002014-03-21T17:46:50.039-03:00March BreakWell, after a gruelling day including calculus and statistics midterms, I am a FREE BIRD for a week. Our spring break is more "March Break", in line with a lot of grade schools in the province. I think maybe cause our professors/teachers are in the same union as grade school teachers?<br />
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Either way, it's been a long time coming and I am so excited it's here. I don't know what I'll do with myself without stacks of homework!<br />
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I have opted to live on the wild side and not fill my week off with work, so I am planning on spending a lot of time at the barn. I actually have some fun news, but you'll have to wait until Sunday for that.<br />
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I haven't been able to ride at all this week, mainly because of school, but hopefully next week makes up for it!<br />
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For lack of other relevant content, I have hidden the idea of some spring schooling shows in the depths of my brain. These are completely dependent on A) school (how often I'm able to ride), B) weather (...how often I'm able to ride...), and C) finances. I'm not planning on all of them, but I'd like to get to a few if possible!<br />
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<b>- Sunday, April 27th</b><br />
This one is about half an hour away, and the fact that it's on a Sunday makes it very accessible for me with work. In theory, this would put it high on the list, but it's also only 7 weeks away and I haven't ridden my horse in... well, let's not talk about that.<br />
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<b>- Sunday, May 4th</b><br />
Another Sunday show, yay! And this is only about half an hour away. At eight weeks instead of seven (realistically only a handful of extra rides but it makes me feel better), this is probably a good contender.<br />
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<b>- Saturday, May 24th</b><br />
This one is over an hour away and not really in consideration, but I figure it can't hurt to write it down.<br />
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Hmm, less shows than I thought. There was another semi-local one but I just found out they're doing jumper courses only, starting at 0.75m so I won't be going there... yet. There are also two gold shows in May (~A shows), but I'm not holding my breath there. Not only do I not expect to be ready, but they're also a fair bit more expensive than schooling shows.<br />
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There are more possibilities during the summer, but I'll hold those off for another day. Right now, let's just focus on conquering spring.<br />
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<br />Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10238021062787055041noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163326556526374069.post-86056621242303291372014-03-02T13:30:00.000-04:002014-03-02T13:33:51.039-04:00Snowbunny In my last post, I mentioned I've been riding Olivia a bit lately. This started when E came to try a horse to lease, and has continued on from there.<br />
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Last Sunday, K and I went hacking in the front field on Olivia and Czar. It was basically a repeat of my first ride this winter, where I was happy to be on a horse, riding in a big open space. Hacking in a field will never get old... especially with a nice incline to gallop up.<br />
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I went back out to the farm on Monday, and had a solo ride in the ring. I probably only rode for about half an hour (let's be honest, neither Liv or I are in shape for much more) and it was a good ride, though a lot harder than just hacking in the fields, haha. Olivia was a bit forward, but between the snow and her lack of fitness, she came back pretty quickly. She really is a joy to ride; she's a horse that genuinely tries to please. The terrain we've been riding on (snow) is not ideal for actual schooling, but she still tries to carry herself and be on her best behaviour amidst the odd "fall out" to regain balance.<br />
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Olivia is also very receptive of her rider, which has been good for me. My stamina is basically non-existent, and when I go from riding her properly to slacking for a stride or two, I can really tell the difference. She goes from nice and round to "wtf are you doing up there?" in 2 seconds flat, which just reinforces what I already know. As soon as I struggle through and start riding like an equestrian instead of a monkey, she goes right back to being her pretty self.<br />
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I think it's impressive that she can remain so well schooled despite not being <i>actually schooled</i> in ages. Kevin was laid up much of the summer, so I don't think she was ridden very consistently. Still, he's obviously worked his magic on her... and she's done a great job being a smart horse and remembering all of that. Keep in mind that she's still a big of a green horse, too.<br />
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(Can you tell I really like her?)<br />
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Oh, I almost forgot! Considering this blog is supposed to be about Mex, haha. The herd's field goes on both sides of the ring (well, surrounds 3 sides of it technically, but the back end is trees) and Kevin has their hay on the far side because the barn blocks the majority of the wind for them. Anyway, when I walked into the ring on Olivia on Monday, Mexi was looking at us in kind of a lackadaisical way, so I called to her. She had the *cutest* reaction, ears pricked and head all the way up. I am sure she was like, "that's the girl who brings me treats!", but it warmed my heart to know that she recognized my voice/her name. So sweet. <br />
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I wanted to get up on Tuesday but I had more teeth stuff so I wasn't able to. I was out on Friday and rode with E again; we were going to school in the ring but the snow was a bit hard and uneven since there were already tracks in it. We opted to ride in the herd's field beside the ring because it was nice and flat and didn't have preexisting hoof prints everywhere.<br />
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It was another short-ish ride, probably about half an hour again, and Olivia was just as good as she had been in the ring earlier in the week. My new goal for riding her is to work on downward transitions as they can be a bit slow. I think part of this is the footing (and possibly the fact that I've been riding her in a bridle with a loose nose band - oops), but something to work on nonetheless. We ended the ride with a few good trot-walk transitions and then went to explore the back fields a bit.<br />
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Unfortunately the snow was super deep so we didn't end up going too far, but it will be fun to ride around back there as the temperatures drop and some of this snow melts (this is wishful thinking; I haven't actually looked at the weather lately).<br />
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I worked yesterday and Todd took me out to a delish Italian pizza place after work for a belated Valentine's dinner (I was laid up with tooth/jaw stuff over V-Day). We've been meaning to go there for a while, and we had a great time. We will definitely be back!<br />
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I wanted to get up to the farm to ride today, but I've got a ton of homework to do today (hence why I'm blogging... ha) so I opted not to. Work Monday, and hopefully up on Tuesday.<br />
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One more thing: <b>have any of you ever been off riding for a while and noticed a lot of lower back pain when you got back in the saddle? </b>It is the single thing that causes me to take such frequent breaks; sure, I get tired, but the back pain is really what causes me to stop and take a breather. I'm attributing this to a combination of having a weak core and being more top heavy now than I used to be. Obviously, neither of these problems have a quick fix, but I'm just wondering if anyone's ever dealt with it, and if so, what you've done.Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10238021062787055041noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163326556526374069.post-70456176670449727752014-02-24T22:01:00.000-04:002014-03-02T13:33:57.732-04:00Spotlight On: Olivia<i>I originally posted this on my old blog, and since I've been
riding Olivia lately (more on that later), I decided it was a good idea
to reintroduce her.</i><br />
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When I asked for ideas on things I could feature on my blog, <a href="http://the-walker-chronicles.blogspot.ca/" target="_blank">Natalie</a> suggested I write about the horses at the farm.<strike> I have already posted about the stallions (here and here), and</strike> (keep your eyes open) I've decided to write about a few others... mainly ones of whom I can find ample photos for you guys.<br />
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So without further ado, I present to you... <b>Olivia</b>.<br />
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Olivia
is a light bay mare, as pretty as they come - as if you couldn't tell
from the photo. Her dam was Classical Jazz, fondly known as Grey Mare, a
premium Canadian Warmblood (CWHBA). She was a very successful broodmare
for Crosby Stables, with prominent offspring including McGiver
(pictured - grey, Danique Rowsell photo), Enigma (pictured - bay,
Candice Crosby photo), Stage Fright, Winda, Fox Mulder, and many, many more.</div>
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Olivia's
sire is Oxford, a well known Dutch Warmblood Stallion. Oxford
(Burggraaf / Voltaire) has been a very successful stallion to date, with
extensive wins in both the hunter and jumper rings, up to Grand Prixs.
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In addition to being so darn cute, Olivia has a wonderful lovey personality and is just
plain enjoyable to work with. It doesn't hurt that she's incredibly
fancy and will make one hell of a show horse, either. She hasn't been shown much yet (too many horses!), but hopefully I can
manage my time well and be at the farm more this year to help get her
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She's one of Kevin's favourites, understandably so.</div>
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Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10238021062787055041noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163326556526374069.post-83166799412554659072014-02-23T12:19:00.000-04:002014-02-23T12:19:12.135-04:00Sport vs. Hobby<div style="text-align: center;">
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I think that there is a bit of a distinction between people who are involved with horses as a sport, and people who are involved with horses as a hobby. I know many people who fall into both categories, but probably more who fall into the hobby category.<br />
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Currently, I fall into the hobby category. I think I always really have, but over the past few years it's been a now and then hobby instead of a serious one. Sometimes, things get in the way of me devoting more time. Life - working, school, spending the odd day with loved ones. But sometimes I just don't make enough of an effort.<br />
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Now, there's nothing wrong with this. Except for that fact that it's not exactly what I want.<br />
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You see, I want to be the person who falls into both categories. I will always be involved with horses to some extent, because I genuinely enjoy them, as animals. That's the hobby part. But I also strive to be competitive, and get a thrill out of nailing a good course. When I daydream, I daydream about executing a perfect jump off, and I can get myself pretty worked up about said daydream (especially if there's a good jam playing, haha). That's the sport part.<br />
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The thing is, I haven't applied myself in a way that would enable me to enter this sport domain that I am so fond of imagining. Which is without a doubt, 100% on me. My actions do not match my desires.<br />
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I've been a bit bummed about summer lately, because I've discovered that there is no way around me working 6 days a week. I'm trying to get a Mon-Fri work term within industry for experience, and I have to work at my current job on Saturdays so... well, so I can keep it, 'cause I kinda need it. Given my grandoise plans of riding all the horses (ALL THE HORSES!) over the summer, this kinda puts a kink in it.<br />
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But last night, I decided that it's not a big deal. More than that, I decided that working Saturdays justifies me going to the barn 4-6 times a week. Since my barn is an hour away, I have to factor in gas money... and as a broke student, it's not always possible for me to go out as frequently as I'd like. However, I did the math, and working every Saturday will pay for my barn gas money. Now instead of dreading working Saturdays, I have effectively convinced myself that it is a good thing, because it is paving my way to the barn (almost literally).<br />
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Time to kick it into sport gear.*<br />
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<i>*when I'm done being lambasted by school work in two months</i>Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10238021062787055041noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163326556526374069.post-86426797216336892472014-02-16T15:33:00.000-04:002014-02-16T15:33:41.564-04:00Not So Comfortably NumbBest laid plans, right?<br />
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When I posted on Monday, I had all these plans to go ride this week. I had been suffering from some jaw/tooth pain the week prior, but over the weekend it seemed to lessen... or at least be well controlled by a rotation of ibuprofen and acetaminophen. Monday night, however, took a turn for the worse.<br />
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Long story short, I have seen a few doctors and a few dentists, and I've been diagnosed with TMJ (the jaw issue) and an infection in a molar (the tooth issue). I have some suggestions to relieve the TMJ pain, and I had a root canal on Friday to take care of the infection.<br />
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Thankfully, I am feeling a lot better now. While I will require several follow up visits, the root canal seems to have alleviated the pain I was suffering. This pleases me immensely as there isn't a real "fix" for TMJ, had it been causing the bulk of the pain.<br />
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I'm feeling almost normal now, and <strike>eager</strike> <strike>ready</strike> hesitant to head back into a hella busy school week (for which I feel super unprepared and behind because of my time off).<br />
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All that to say that I haven't been riding since I was there last week, and it doesn't look promising for this week. Boo urns!<br />
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Please send me good vibes that I get through this week alive... and hopefully have time to ride next weekend!Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10238021062787055041noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163326556526374069.post-40059798366015317832014-02-12T22:40:00.000-04:002014-03-02T13:33:17.116-04:00Wordless Wednesday: Wild Child<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Miss Mex posing as the Paper Bag Princess.<br />
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<br />Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10238021062787055041noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163326556526374069.post-51052367012005498922014-02-10T18:14:00.000-04:002014-02-24T22:02:01.810-04:00Motive[weight]I haven't spoken of my struggle with weight on this blog (it'll happen eventually), but those of you who followed my old blog know it's been an ongoing issue for a while now. To sum it up, I gained a substantial amount of weight due to a few different health problems (some remain mysterious), and to say that losing it has been a challenge would be a colossal understatement.<br />
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In addition to the general joys weight gain brings - lack of fitness, loss of muscle, impaired balance - I have another concern that weighs on me (no pun intended): I own a small horse. Last I measured, Mexi was 15.2hh in front and about 15.3hh in back. With her petite posterior and my super sized one, this creates a bit of an issue.<br />
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My weight is definitely a very large reason (ha - again) that I haven't been riding her... in addition to other totally insane reasons like "I haven't ridden in 6 years and she's completely green". I currently have a number in my head for where I'd like myself to be, and I'm about 20-25lbs away from that. I will be there by spring, damnit!<br />
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Anyway, in addition to not wanting to ride my midget mare, I've also lost a lot of motivation for riding in general. The desire is there, and it is SO strong, but the idea of shoving my butt into tight breeches, testing the absolute limits on the zippers of my half chaps, and fumbling around in my saddle like a Weeble? Not so appealing. <br />
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This is merely a mind game, however, and one I need to win. I need to get back in the saddle, not just because it can contribute, in whatever small part, to my overall fitness... but also because I really need to get reacquainted with my old riding self.<br />
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The winter weather may be a blessing in disguise. For the most part, it keeps us hacking in the fields instead of schooling in the ring. I had forgotten just how great it is to get out and ride in a field, but I was happily reminded yesterday.<br />
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A girl who may be leasing one of Kevin's horses came out to try them, and Kevin asked me to take her for a hack. I rode Olivia, and let me tell you... it was a blast. We went in the front field and just walked for the most part, with some trots and canters thrown in. And it was FUN. Really, really fun.<br />
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It was like a combination between a big slap in the face and a huge surge of motivation. I love to ride. I really, really love to ride. While my desire to ride never lessened, I think I let myself forget how much I thoroughly enjoy it - regardless of what size my breeches are. I had a blast yesterday, and I never once felt hindered by my weight.<br />
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Since my ride on Sunday, I've made plans to go for a hack tomorrow with K, to go for a hack after school on Friday with E (girl trying the horse), and I hope to get up either Saturday morning or sometime Sunday. I'd love to go both days, but I'm not sure if it's in the gas budget.<br />
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<b>Moral of the story: just hop on a horse, find a field, and RIDE. The rest will come naturally.</b>Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10238021062787055041noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163326556526374069.post-17632890406399598142014-02-02T19:07:00.000-04:002014-03-02T13:34:19.196-04:00ResurfacingI have fallen victim to my own procrastination. Initially I felt self-inflicted pressure to create new dazzling posts on my blog, but the longer I went without posting, the more that pressure dwindled. Eh, it's already been a week, I'd say. Who cares now, it's been two weeks, I'd say... and so went the cycle of not posting.<br />
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I had even convinced myself that it didn't matter that I wasn't posting, because this blog was started as a training journal and, well... I wasn't exactly doing any training as our bipolar winter weather threw us arctic blasts followed by spring showers (and repeated incessantly).<br />
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While that is an accurate statement, it would also be true to say that my blog may have evolved ever so slightly into something a bit more than a training journal, especially since I've been writing for what feels like ages without so much as throwing my leg over a horse.<br />
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And so, here I am, resurfaced. For now.<br />
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Mexi is alive and well. She is fuzzy, fat, and happy with the herd, stuffing her face with hay. I have not been able to visit much lately as mother nature is a cruel mistress and seems to only display amicable weather when I have no time to go kiss pony noses.<br />
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As you can see, she now sports a stylin' plaid blanket to aid in the fight against rain rot. I was able to pick a fair bit off when I went up to blanket her, but she still has a lot left - even on her little face. Since she is out 24/7, clipping isn't a viable option, so I'm just going to continue to treat it and keep her blanketed in the mean time to help protect against the elements.<br />
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In other news, I start at a new store at work this week; back to where I originally worked, actually. I think the change will be good and I look forward to seeing some old co-workers.<br />
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Other than that, not much has changed. School is busy, work is necessary, barn trips are infrequent, and in spite of that, Mexi is happy. Typical story of a horse loving student.<br />
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<br />Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10238021062787055041noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163326556526374069.post-48819177038851578282014-01-16T17:40:00.000-04:002014-03-02T13:34:35.747-04:00PurgeI haven't done much by way of actual updating recently. For one, school is kicking my ass, and two, I don't have much to write about.<br />
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I got up to the barn the weekend before last, but didn't do much more than visit with Kev and give him his Christmas gift (review to come!). I went out and saw little Mex, and FORGOT treats. Ohmygosh, how awful. That's probably the first time in years that I've gone out to see her and not brought her a little somethin' somethin' to continue bribing her affection. I'm sure she was both shocked and insulted.<br />
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The next time I was able to get out was this past Tuesday. I visited Mex a bit (ample treats this time) and then pulled a mammoth of a mane for a horse who may be bidding the farm farewell. My good-friend-turned-barn-buddy K came up too, and her (grey) horse was insanely dirty. He would NOT roll in the snow for fear of staying just a tiny bit clean, but now that it's mud, he's all for it. It was about 10 degrees (~50F) so he got a sponge bath as a reward for his efforts.<br />
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When hanging out with Mexi I noticed that she has some rain rot again - @#%^!* horse. This seems to be a common theme with her and I am not a fan. Hopefully homework won't be too heavy this weekend so I can go up and work on that a bit. I'm going to chuck a blanket on her too... her days of being a wild, free horse are limited...<br />
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Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10238021062787055041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163326556526374069.post-14162280500908102942014-01-15T20:59:00.000-04:002014-03-02T13:34:44.275-04:00Wordless Wednesday: Hosin' Around II<a href="http://dreamofrevelry.blogspot.ca/2014/01/wordless-wednesday-hosin-around-i.html" target="_blank">Part I</a><br />
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<br />Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10238021062787055041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163326556526374069.post-89508293508223771002014-01-10T16:29:00.000-04:002014-01-10T16:29:01.925-04:00Fitness Friday: OopsI must admit, I have done zero on the fitness front this week. I've been so mentally unprepared for the transition back into school that most evenings I'm just exhausted and do little more than nap or zone out watching tv. Tsk, tsk.<br />
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My tentative weekly plan is as follows:<br />
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<b>Monday</b>: school/work<br />
<b>Tuesday</b>: school/barn<br />
<b>Wednesday</b>: school/cardio/weight circuit<br />
<b>Thursday</b>: school/cardio/general exercises<br />
<b>Friday</b>: school/cardio/weight circuit<br />
<b>Saturday</b>: work/cardio/general exercises<br />
<b>Sunday</b>: barn/cardio/weight circuit<br />
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<i>weight circuit</i>: A preset circuit of machines designed by the gym to be completed 3x a week. I am a beginner to weights so I plan on starting with the machines and moving up to free weights as I get more fit (and enlist in some really knowledgeable friends to show me the ropes).<br />
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<i>general exercises</i>: Lower intensity exercises to keep my body working, ie squats, plank.<br />
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This is extremely tentative and may be altered depending on how I'm feeling that week. I don't want to end up hurt, but I also understanding that I need to push my boundaries a bit to see results, especially as someone with a lot of hormonal imbalances that make it very difficult to lose weight.<br />
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I'm also signing up for a Biggest Loser competition at school. I weigh in on Tuesday and pay $20 to enter; the challenge is 13 weeks long and the winner gets 60% of the money. Second place gets 25% and third place gets 15%.<br />
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Hopefully I will have a better update next week! <br />
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<br />Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10238021062787055041noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163326556526374069.post-18590422944656971162014-01-08T12:43:00.001-04:002014-03-02T13:34:53.042-04:00Wordless Wednesday: Hosin' Around IThese photos were taken by <a href="http://www.daniquerowsell.com/" target="_blank">Danique</a> in June of 2011. It was Mexi's second bath, her first one being a brief medically necessary endeavour during which she was slightly "dozy".<br />
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Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10238021062787055041noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163326556526374069.post-47422793280544064942014-01-06T22:34:00.001-04:002014-03-02T13:35:11.272-04:00Goals: Q1Here are my goals for the first quarter of 2014 (January - March).<br />
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<li>blog consistently (average 4x a week)</li>
<li>ride (average 1x a week)</li>
<li>work out (average 5x a week)</li>
<li>lose 15lbs</li>
<li>track finances </li>
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<li>hang out in a field like a boss</li>
<li>prepare game face for Spring Training </li>
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Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10238021062787055041noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163326556526374069.post-65632038124127530362014-01-04T13:59:00.002-04:002014-01-04T13:59:51.424-04:00White Juan, Jr.We were hit with quite the storm Thursday evening and Friday. We are a province acclimated to snow, but this one was a doozy; extreme cold temperatures (think around and beyond -20C with windchills nearing -40C; -4F and -40F, respectively) and high winds created an absolute mess outside. It was to the extent that the LC was closed (yay, snow day!) and buses were pulled off the road, which happens very rarely.<br />
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I work today, am taking tomorrow off, and start back at school on Monday. I'm excited to get back while simultaneously wishing I had had more time to relax over the break, but c'est la vie. Ponies cost monies. <br />
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In the mean time, I am aiming to head to the barn on Sunday, so stay tuned for some photos of snow and furry <strike>yaks</strike> horses.<br />
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I imagine some of you are heading back to work or school after the holidays as well, so I hope everyone survives their first days back.<br />
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<br />Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10238021062787055041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163326556526374069.post-84711713458416585522014-01-03T13:26:00.000-04:002014-01-03T13:26:50.471-04:00Fitness FridaysTo keep myself accountable in the new year, I am going to attempt to post about my fitness achievements (or lack thereof) each week. You know, public shaming and what not.<br />
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I stated getting fit as one of my overall goals for 2014, and I feel the need to stress how important it is. I wish to be a successful, competent, effective equestrian and I cannot achieve those aspirations as a couch potato. I have put on a lot of weight over the last few years - much of it due to health reasons, some of it due to just plain giving up - and this makes me unhappy, both in my personal life and in my horse life. It's time to get back in the saddle, both figuratively and literally, so why not use my blog to help me get there?<br />
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In the interest of keeping this horse blog an actual horse blog, I will limit these posts in length and frequency. If you don't care to hear me moan about getting my ass handed to me at the gym, feel free to skip reading my blog on Fridays. But if you have an interest in fitness as well, encouragement, discussion, and camaraderie is welcomed. Strength in numbers!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Pretty much.</i></td></tr>
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<br />Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10238021062787055041noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163326556526374069.post-70163930803999022662014-01-02T12:59:00.000-04:002014-03-02T13:35:22.223-04:002014 GoalsHere are our overall "<b>Big Picture</b>" goals for 2014. I will also be making some smaller quarterly goals (inspired by Tracy at <a href="http://flyonover.blogspot.ca/" target="_blank">Fly On Over</a>), so stay tuned for those as well. I considered doing monthly goals instead of quarterly goals (nod to L at <a href="http://suenostomanvuelo.blogspot.ca/" target="_blank">Viva Carlos</a>), but I will be riding so infrequently over the winter that I thought it would be counterproductive. I may break the quarterly goals down to monthly goals in the summer to increase accountability and achievability, but who knows. <br />
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I would also like to declare these rolling goals, keeping in mind that current goals may be altered or new goals may be added before the end of the year. <br />
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<u><b>Me:</b></u></div>
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<li>ride more (which realistically is just "ride" given the past few years)</li>
<li>blog consistently (this is supposed to be a training journal, after all!)</li>
<li>get "riding fit"; get down to pre-thyroid weight</li>
<li>maintain GPA (first semester grades average to a 96%, and from what I can tell from the almighty Google, that's a 4.0)</li>
<li>harvest and maintain a positive outlook on life; take active strides to pursue and achieve all goals, big or small </li>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>See that grin? Gotta get back in the saddle!</i></td></tr>
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<u><b>Mexi:</b></u></div>
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<li>hack on and off property</li>
<li>school training level/first level dressage movements; focusing on impulsion, forward movement, clean transitions, shortening and lengthening stride, dabbling in lateral movements, et cetera</li>
<li>school a full course; land on leads consistently</li>
<li>smooth simple changes</li>
<li>attend at least one show</li>
<li>attend hunter pace (I've been saying I would do this for the past two years!)</li>
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<br />Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10238021062787055041noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163326556526374069.post-80450360689069755102014-01-01T13:57:00.000-04:002014-01-01T13:57:44.746-04:00REBRANDED<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It is a new year - a time for pledging dedication and betterment... and a time for new beginnings.<br />
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I started the Little Bay Princess on a whim, and the name reflected that. I felt I had outgrown the title, and while I'm sure Mex will never let me forget her royal status, it was time to move on.<br />
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Unfortunately, after some investigation, it seemed as if starting a new blog would be the best course of action to facilitate the <strike>Mexi worshippers</strike> followers of our old blog to join us on our new adventure.<br />
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As a bit of an incentive, and because I was so darn close to hosting that contest at 50 followers, I have decided on the following:<br />
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* At 25 followers, I will host a small contest.<br />
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* At 50 followers, I will still host the original contest.<br />
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So without further ado:<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Welcome to our new blog!</span>Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10238021062787055041noreply@blogger.com10