So i'm suffering from a lack of motivation at the moment. Nothing to do with Mr Horse - he's just great - it's more to do with the darkness and cold/wetness of Winter. It's the time when I really begin to wish I had taken up a sport that didn't require me to slip and slide around in fields in the dark to try and hunt down horse (who's taken a liking to hiding in the furthermost corner pretending he's not there) to bring in to ride. It's also the time that I wish I didn't have an almost white horse who has a liking of deep mud baths....
I've become one of those "fair weather riders" that I always tutted at. Suddenly having mud everywhere all over the tack, the car, my clothes, and inevitably everywhere, isn't so attractive.
So sorry Melbourne - I am not rain dancing or welcoming Winter in open, frozen, goose-pimpled arms. I'm praying for Summer to come so that I can battle flies, sweaty horses and snakes. That's much more attractive....at least I think it is?
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