Another awesome weekend in the books.
On the trail ride yesterday, I was talking with the beginner rider about someone I knew who used to ride and just dropped horses completely. She couldn't fathom how such a thing could happen and I explained that it was like any other hobby/passion: you invest so much of your life into it (time, money, emotions) and if the return on that investment (ROI) isn't worth it, it's easy to get burnt out. Therein lies the importance, to me, of a horse/life balance.
So this was mostly a life weekend, with a little bit of horse.
The hubs and I met at the gym on Friday night. No photos of proof, but the place was dead and I was able to finish my last workout for Charlie Mike, week 4, with some complex lift sets (push press, overhead squat (new one for me!), kettlebell swings, power cleans, front squat, more push presses and back squats). This new program has invigorated my gym life.
And then, you know, pizza and beer.
Saturday, we went to the gym again (front squats and running and burpees and lunges and mild death) before heading home, cleaning up, and making our way to the beach. Lunch and thrift shopping and playing in the cool ocean and outlet shopping. Then home for showers and more pizza and beer and Deadpool.
|slush for the lush.|
|he wanted to hide his nips.|
So of course we see a family with four piglets and all three of us immediately about-face. We kept it at a calm walk, since the pigs were headed in the other direction and we had the beginner with us. We talked briefly about getting some bells or something, to alert the pigs that we were coming. It's not their fault that there has been development of their normal habitat.
Since that ride was cut short, we crossed back and went behind the barn. The beginner had never been that way, so we took her to the river and then to the plantation house, showing her the fabricated shacks, and then I showed her where one would theoretically go to get to the sports complex, but also said that we fell through the bridge there.
|Shacks behind the tree on the left.|
|sweaty pony got hosed off.|