Perhaps selecting my fleece-lined winter riding pants to wear to the barn today when the thermometer hit 74 degrees was not my smartest decision…maybe I should think of it as a new weight loss method?
At least the trailer is finally loaded and ready for this weekend. Will soon share my tale of woe trying to purchase a tack trunk; once I expanded my search beyond tack stores, I found the most amazing substitution. Not 100% sure that Ike or I are ready for our first centerline of the season, but there is only one way to find out. If you do happen to see us competing, don’t look too closely at the stray goat hairs on Ike’s chin. He is going through his Don Johnson phase.