The weather has been fecking atrocious and everything is mucho behind schedule. To make matters worse Jezey has been out for a bleddy clinic while I have done naf all apart from get a bit skinnier.
This morning it was the second day of sunshine. TW gave us some hay and then said I was coming in for some grub. I most certainly was not. She then said if you don't come in then you won't go to ride on Sunday. Gah! So I came in and had my grub and got dressed up. We went in the big field and TW hauled her fat ass up and we sat for a while just chilling.
Anyhoo, off we went and then she realised it was really slippy in the field. So I sorted her out and we strolled along chatting about the good old days. She really wants us to do 20 miles at Thoresby this year and I am up for that I reckon if my tummy stays ok and my teeth get sorted. There were some cows next door and TW likes cows so I went nice and close for her and we pottered about some more up and down the hilly field. Then she said we could walk across the top so I trotted and told her Jez had cantered this bit the other day, she agreed. So I had a tiny slippy canter too. We were both happy at that. No napping, no soreness, all good.
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