Don't tell Regal he's an underdog...

Purchased off a meat truck at an auction in the winter of 2007, who knew that the skinny, unbroke thoroughbred standing in the mud that December morning would be such a lifechanger...his talent, heart, and trust amaze me every day. Look around my blog and you'll find more about Regal and my story, where we're from, and the big places we want to go...

Friday, August 6, 2010

Ouch.

Ok so starting my day with a nice reminder from gravity before 9:00 this morning was not what I had in mind. Maybe the cosmos thought I was forgetting their power or something. Just out for a condition ride with Regal, and there so happens to be a cow in one of the pastures off to the side near a hill we go up. Regal hates cows. He hates the sound, look, smell, and presence of a cow. Did I forget to mention that Reg has also perfected the art of the spin? I tried to keep his head locked down to his left side so he couldn't even see the cow or make a big deal about it. But no. I stayed on the first massive spin and marched him back up the hill to go past the cow again. The next time he got me, and not only did he look at me laying there on the ground, he then proceed to take off, leaving me to walk back to the barn. I found my innocent baby munching on some grass and making new friends with the horses in their stalls. He knew he was in trouble!! I worked his butt for the next hour up and down hills, and past that damn cow a million times. If he has the energy to spin me off and take off running and bucking, he can muster up the energy for a harder condition. Overall, it ended well. We had a great workout...and he went past the cow no problem :) The fall wasn't even that bad, though as the day goes on my neck continues to stiffen up...ugh. Hello icy hot, arnica cream, and a hot shower.

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