Today was another one of those days were I had to be determined to ride or it wasn't going to happen. I received a phone call yesterday telling me to expect a phone call in the morning, and of course, that phone call came when I was in the shower, and that launched this lengthy game of telephone tag that took all morning. At one point, I was told that the person would call me "right back". The phone rang one minute later, I glanced at the number, and it was the person who said she'd call me. The phone skipped a beat and changed to a different screen. I was confused, but answered anyway. Much to my disgust, the phone call I was expecting and trying to connect with all morning got cut off by a simultaneous incoming call from some scam artist trying to convince me that I won a free vacation.
I. Was. Pissed.
I hung up on her, blocked her number, and had to call the other person back, couldn't get through, and on and on it went. By the time I was able to shut off my phone and ride, I was pretty frustrated. I wish I could just once go for a pleasant horseback ride without other people thwarting it in some way or putting me in a bad mood.
Rock wouldn't hold still for the mount, despite all the training I've been putting in with that, so I just set him up where he had nowhere to go. I was already feeling my energy getting depleted, and I didn't want to have to fart around with mount training. He was awesome on the way out.
He stopped voluntarily once when he saw a hiker off to our left. It was a man without a shirt on. For some reason, that got Rock all riled up, and he really wanted to run after that. I had to make a safety decision to dismount.