|Crazy husband rides in this crap too. Weirdo.|
|Play with more racehorses.|
Anyways, I bet you can guess my number one goal for the year. Yep, that is right.
1. Discover my illness and kick it's ass.
I had a talk with the hubby over the weekend about this. I told him how much this is stressing me out. Not just because it makes me feel like poo, but because it is controlling me in other parts of my life. What is it? Will it continue to get worse? Will I ever get better? Will it shorten my life? Should I keep working? Is it cancer? What if I had to do chemo? Can I keep riding? You get the idea. It isn't fun, and even if it is something horrible, I just want to know what it is so we can know how to deal with it.
|Give the Bacon more pats.|
Obviously I have decided that the sickness will not destroy my dream of finishing one of these. I don't care where it is and what level we do it at, but I want it to happen. It will happen.
|Go on more trail rides!|
4. Compete at Novice somewhere. Derby or three day event. Probably at Aspen or Golden Spike!
|Where my helmet. Whoops.|
|Hone in that position.|
|Sleep with pigs more. And hide the face?|
9. Pay off my damn saddle. Gaaaaaaaah.
|A close up of my tired hands resting on my horse during xc. Sorry Bacon :(|
So, there. I am pretty sure that all of these are attainable. Half way through the year, I think I will see where I am at with everything. Just for funsies. I think if I have my husband, my pups, and my girls, I will get through this year, no matter what happens.
|Maybe I will be able to do more art!|