While Phoebe is away learning how to be a good pony I am at home doing……
Nothing. I have been doing nothing.
In case you were wondering that is NOT the ideal way to better your riding skills or general athletic ability. Eventing is a partnership, as in two. If I expect my horse to be fit enough to do her job then I damn well better be fit enough to HELP her when she needs it. At the bare minimum I need to be fit enough to stay in balance and stay out of her way while she figures stuff out. Core strength anyone?
Back in 2011 when I was unemployed I spent all day every day at the barn. Mucking 12 stalls, 10 good sized paddocks, feeding around 18 horses, and riding 3-5. Every day. I was also running maybe 20 miles a week give or take? Whatever, I was fit. It was a great way to avoid the depths of despair unemployment can bring.
Ummmmmm. Guys. I can’t even zip up my Tredstep wide calf boots. This is not ideal. Weight gain aside, obviously I have lost significant muscle mass (I replaced it with candy weight ok??). My balance in the saddle is totally different. I have boobs now. They’re brand new to me. What are you even supposed to do with these things?
I realize in the grand scheme of things I went from very thin to average weight. However I was fighting fit and now I am decidedly… not. That needs to change. I am investing all this time and money into turning Phoebe into an eventer, I need to invest the same time into myself as well. Put up or shut up and all that. I have the hours and Phoebe is in excellent hands, I need to get back running, eating better (goodbye candy, I’ll miss you) and stretching.
Unrelated, my dog has also gained roughly the same percentage of weight. She is my running buddy. Was my running buddy. Will be my running buddy again.