Friday, February 24, 2012
Fair Weather Rider
I don't mind rain.
I don't mind wind...well, maybe I do if it's gusting above 35 mph and stuff is flying all over the place.
But when the temps are in the low 30's and that white stuff starts falling, it's not my idea of fun to haul my horse some place, let alone sit on him for a few hours (and I bet he agrees).
Don't get me wrong. I LOVE sorting. But it's one of those events where you're in the pen moving all over the place or you're sitting idle waiting for your next run. I would be happy to do some schooling on the BobMan in-between runs. ...Tried that before but was asked to get back in line with everybody else.
So BobMan gets the day off tomorrow while I meet my non-Cowgirl Pals for a long overdue lunch.
Instead of boots and jeans, I'll wear...
Boots and jeans. I may be a fair weather rider but that doesn't mean I'm not a rider.