Guilt As a Motivator

So my friend Shimmer-E posted on her blog after I mentioned she hadn't posted in forever and she used it as a platform to remind me that my own blog was woefully neglected.  So here goes nothing...

Lots has changed since I posted last.  New horse, new barn, new coach, new boy, new truck and if my meeting at the bank goes well new trailer!

First things first, I got what every little girl (and full-grown horse crazy woman) dreams of for Christmas 2013.  MY VERY OWN PONY!

Red Mare poses very well

She's a 2000 Canadian Warmblood and at 16.2 is perhaps a hair over the height limit for a pony. She has a name but I intensely dislike it so she goes by Mare, occasionally Red Mare and every once in a while she is referred to as the Red Bitch Mare.

I actually started riding her in Jan 2013 (at which point she was owned by my mother) and things were going very well until our second jumping lesson ended with me being carted out in an ambulance, followed by surgery to fix my destroyed ankle and 16 weeks non-weight bearing!  That is a story that deserves it's own post at some point.  The mare then went back to my mom's until Sept 2013.  Since then we have been back in action.  Having grown up with geldings I am slowly learning that red mares belong in a class of their own.

The past 8 months have been full of ups and downs with her but I firmly believe that she is making me a better rider.