Living the Dream

Sometimes living the dream is hard.

After our show last Sunday it took me nearly a week to get back in the saddle.  I finished the day utterly exhausted – which is fairly standard – but also coughing which is definitely not.  It turned out that I was coming down with a shocking cold which has left me feeling drained all week.  All I felt like doing was crawling out of bed to feed the ponies, heading off to work, coming home to sort the ponies again and falling back into bed.   It didn’t help that I was working away on Wednesday and Thursday so wasn’t even home on Wednesday night.  The poor ponies have had most of the week to themselves.   Not that I suppose they mind in the least.


Yesterday I was still tired after work but I was fed up with not feeling up to riding and I forced myself out to the stables.  Cookster and I had a lovely relaxing hack up the hill which reminded me just how much I love to ride.  It was a beautiful evening and there was nobody about but us and the sheep.  If I am feeling a bit low or ill it can seem such a huge effort just to go outside but it is so worth it when I do.


Letting Go

I love riding.  I really do – even just spending time with the ponies is very theraputic for me.

Even so, there are times when I just do not want to ride.  They don’t come around often and I feel terrible when they do.  There is always a good reason for my reluctance but I still feel incredibly guilty for shirking a responsibility.


This weekend I rode Galahad early on Saturday morning, then had a full day of orchestra rehearsals followed by a concert in the evening.  On Sunday I was busy with choir rehearsals and had a concert in the late afternoon.  I didn’t ride that morning as I had time to ride both ponies when I got home.  However, by the time I did get home I was exhausted and had a headache.  I just did not feel like riding.  I did get changed but I was persuaded to give it a miss.  It was probably for the best as I  was practically falling asleep anyway!

Sometimes one just has to accept that it is okay to have a rest.  Nobody is going to think that I am going off riding if I miss one day. The ponies will be there tomorrow and they won’t mind not being ridden as long as they have food and water.

Of course, I still went out to see them which made me feel a lot better.  I also have this one helping me so things are not all bad!