After about a week of heavenly rides, I went to the barn and set up some jumps before tacking Lucy up. I started thinking about bending lines and bounces, letting my mind wander to our imaginary first show where we are going to kick some warmblood tail.
I ended up with two crossrails and some trot poles. Hey, you've gotta start somewhere.
This morning I was running late so I did not have time to eat breakfast. I had a busy day at work daydreaming about ponies and never got around to eating lunch. I ate a few chocolates, and candy honestly makes up about 20% of my diet normally, so that was nothing new. After work I went straight to the barn, did my chores, set up the jumps, and tacked Lucy up. I got on and started warming her up and all of a sudden I felt like I had no energy at all.
Brushing it off and trying to concentrate, I asked her for a canter. Normally she is great to the right and awful to the left. Today she was really good to the left and very sassy to the right. In her defense, it has been too icy to turn out at the barn so she has been in the past two days. She did get some time to run and play in the indoor while I did her stall and I heard her thundering around in there and squealing at herself in the mirror (yes, she is *that* into herself) so I know she got some energy out. Still she was very strong and tried to haul me around and every time I sat up to try and get her to slow down I felt like I was going to faint.
I'm sure no one is surprised that I didn't attempt any jumps tonight.
After I got off and put her away, I had to break down the jumps that I didn't use. Each time I'd pick up a pole and stack it in the corner, I'd have to spend a few minutes getting my bearings so that I didn't pass out.
Moral of the story is that a few chocolates do not provide enough fuel for an entire day, including a good ride. I'm sorry, body! I heard you loud and clear today.