|I'm looking like a rhino these days despite|
my unicorn-like magicalness.
Last year was an amazing year for me, riding-wise...all the way up until the end of the year when my brain went all cray, cray at our state championships and I had the worst show I've had in years because I psyched myself out so terribly that I couldn't ride for shit.
|Or in my case, the rider becomes so psychotic,|
she makes her horse crazy.
At the beginning of March, I dragged my horse down to Tucson (about 2 hours south of Phoenix) for a horse show where it all came to a head. It was bad enough that on the first day, I had to excuse myself from a class. I finally got my act together well enough to get through a class on Sunday, but I went home knowing that I had some serious work to do to get myself back on track to be successful.
|Sometimes overcoming a huge hurdle|
feels as good as winning a blue ribbon.
Well, by the skin of my teeth, I managed to qualify for the Dressage regionals in October at our spring show last weekend. Riding is a much more physical sport than people realize. I somehow have the drive to get up at 4:45 every morning to ride before work, but can't seem to go the extra mile - literally - and get myself in shape for something that I pour blood, sweat and tears into (and an insane amount of money. No joke.)
The worse things got with my horse, the more hopeless I felt and the more I felt a complete lack of motivation to go work out. Luckily, I've figured out a few things with Louie and we're getting everything figured out.
I'm trying to use riding as a motivator to actually work out and get into better shape so that I can ride my horse better. And if I could get myself a shiny new PR at Wine & Dine, that would just be icing on the cake. (Mmmmmm....caaaakkkkeee.)
What kinds of things motivate you guys? Where do you get your inspiration from? Sometimes I feel like I'm just failing at doing something so simple as working out for the sport that I love so much. Maybe it's just that my brain spins around like a cyclone until I curl up on the couch in the fetal position, snarfing M&Ms like magical happy pills.
|Louie the magical pony.|
So, help me out and tell me your tale of woes so that I don't feel all alone with my neurosis and my cats. Who wants to boss me around, military-style until I'm a lean mean machine? Also, does anyone else watch Lost Girl? I'm addicted.