I often look back on my blog 1 year when I am feeling crappy. This is about the time of the year that our life as we knew it started to go down hill. A year ago was when my trainer threw me under the bus with the other trainer (and I realized that she might not be what I need, but didn't have a good reason to leave. Thanks Denali.)
All and all, I am glad we are where we are. For about two years we were on a really rocky road. I finally feel like we are in a Zen place and I like it. Denali is happily grazing in a field with her friends. Everyone comments that she is the "friend maker" and buddies up with everyone new (who would have thought that.) I am having trouble imagining riding her, but think that sending her to training will allow me to start to think about that as an option. I don't even think about it anymore. I'm afraid I'll get my hopes up and I'm tired of disappointment. She's a funny mare. I joke that she's on the spectrum, and doesn't do well with change (which she doesn't at all!) They are very accommodating to her "disability" but I can't wait for the mud to dry up because she and I are going on trail "walks." There are miles and miles of trails behind the barn and she needs things to change and still be a good experience.
I have loads of trade saved up at the Giant Warmblood Barn to take lessons. I am going to join the gym after work today. It's called (not even kidding) "Denali Fitness" and work out for a few months. I haven't lost much (if anything I've gained) and I need to get my butt in gear. With my bum knee/ankle combo there isn't much running I can do, but they have an elliptical machine and I can do that until the cows come home. (At least I use to be able to.)