Now, back to Guinness...
Falling temperatures, Indiana mud season, and cold humidity mean one thing to me: arthritis flare-ups. The last two weeks have been a perfect storm of rain and temperature variation. Every day, Guinness has come to work exhibiting some level of stiff and sore.
|One consolation? Fall foliage is brilliantly pretty next to a red chestnut...|
At the moment, I'm torn. Most rides, he warms up out of his stiffness and we have a fantastic ride. Some days, he doesn't. Those days are a reminder that my horse is getting older (17 isn't THAT old!), and he's only going to get harder to maintain. I think, "maybe he won't make it past Second Level."
Then the next day, he comes out limber and happy and we bam out some fantastic starter half pass work.
Arthritis is a total emotional rollercoaster.
|Feel better, buddy.|