OMG! I don't believe I've trail ridden three days in a row since 2014. Being holed up indoors for a long time makes you crazy like that. Since Rock was such a turd about leaving the barn yesterday, I couldn't let him think that behavior got him off the hook today, so I had to ride him again. This time I sprinkled in some magic ingredients called spurs, and he was on his best behavior.
Rock's shadow in this next picture makes him look so fat...
This is where I have to keep an eye and ear out for go-karts, ATVs and dune buggies...
Overall, the ride went really well with the exception of Rock running down into and up out of an arroyo after I specifically instructed him to walk. He's kinda stubborn that way. But he walked out faster and walked in slower, so some of those barn sour behaviors are improving.
My fitness data showed three spikes that lined up: A difference in elevation, speed and heart rate. That was when he ran through the arroyo. The funniest part of the data was that I had forgotten to turn off the recording after I dismounted, and it recorded the fastest part of the session as being when I was walking around the barn! I walk faster than Rock.
Whenever I go trail riding by myself, I text the word "out" to my husband. Then when I get home, I text the word "home". If more than a couple of hours pass between those two texts, he knows to start hunting me down. Anyway, I had a typo in my message: "Homr".
He texted back "Simpson!"
I texted back "Doh!"