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January 7, 2011

(Un)Settling In

I know, I know. I'm in Florida. It's 80 degrees. It's sunny and beautiful. Palm trees, key limes, the works. And I know that horses always take a few days to get used to Florida life, to recover from the long trip, to remember that they are, indeed, broke to ride and not wild animals.

But seriously, guys? Seriously? Can't you leave my biceps alone and stop running away like lunatics ALL THE TIME?

January 3, 2011

The Red Hots Have Landed

My horses have arrived! And thank goodness—24 hours with not much to do and I was starting to twitch. They arrived at 8 this morning—an extremely civilized hour—and crashed immediately in their stalls; they’d been on the road all night.

So when I threw the Red Hots out this afternoon I figured they’d be a little dozy.

Oh, wait. They’re CHESTNUT. They’ve had almost a week off. And they’re naked for the first time in months.


January 2, 2011

The Sunny South

Greetings from sunny South Florida! Luna, my cat, and I had an uneventful trip down, which included listening to nearly all of The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo as an audiobook, staying in a seriously sketchball hotel in Darien, Ga., and getting asked at least once per truck stop what kind of horses I was hauling. (The answer: the green, stalky kind. I drove hay down; horses leave Virginia on Jan. 2.)

I hate to brag and all, but it is going to be in the 70s all week here, with no rain in sight, and I am writing this blog at 7 a.m., outside, in shorts. Oh. My. Lord.

December 31, 2010

The Last Hurrah

4:59 a.m. I'm up. This is actually exciting—were it not for the wonder that is Tylenol PM, I'd have been awake long before now.

I'm down to two to-do lists, which could easily be consolidated. Only little things left: a few last loads of laundry, a few odds and ends to pack.

5:57 a.m. This is entertaining. I was so successful at getting rid of all the food in my fridge before I left that I've run out of food. For breakfast this morning: Rice-A-Roni. Nothing like a little sodium to start your day.

December 26, 2010

Christmas Is Incomplete Without Chocolate Poop

Christmas at the Sprieser residence is a festive affair. We do it pretty much like everyone else, though our big dinner is Christmas Eve and not Christmas Day. We bring in family—in this case, family we've picked: two of our oldest friends, women who basically raised my brother and me—and exchange gifts. And we build a house out of gingerbread.

December 24, 2010

Hurry Down The Chimney Tonight

Dear Santa Claus,

Wow! It's been a heckofa year. I've tried to be good again this year, Santa. I ate my veggies and went to bed early, and I even started making my bed. (Then I stopped, because when one lives alone, who really cares? I feel I should be honest with you, Santa.) So once again, I'm passing on my wish list, and hoping you're thinking fondly of me.

December 19, 2010

The Kids Are All Right

It’s been a while since I mentioned the horses, and the reason for that is that they’re all doing fine, and that’s not a very interesting blog to read. But I’ve gotten several emails from my readers, you darlings, you, wanting a report. So here it is!

December 14, 2010

What's My Motivation?

I'm trying to stay upbeat. There are wars and hurricanes and terrible diseases. Typhoons and earthquakes and poverty and illiteracy, all of which are dreadful. We don't have it so bad.

But seriously? It's freaking cold, and it sucks.

It's hard to find the motivation to ride when it feels like it's 16*. Here in northern Virginia, fortunately, the cold and the wind (40, 50 MPH, at least) are the worst we have to contend with, but even in the absence of snow and ice it's still hard to stay inspired.

December 3, 2010

Ten Things

Six years ago I was in Germany with Billy and Struppie, learning how to really sit a horse for the first time in my life, being exposed to the best riding and teaching I'd ever seen, and realizing for the first time that this is what I was Meant To Do.

I've been Doing It since I graduated from college in May '06, and I've had enough hours at it to have two lists: Five Things That Are Guaranteed To Make Your Trainer Crazy, and Five Things That You Think Will Make Your Trainer Crazy But Actually Won't.

Five Things That Make Us Crazy-Cakes:

November 27, 2010


There's so much to be thankful for in this line of work. First, I'm overwhelmingly thankful that this IS my line of work, that somehow I got good enough at this to make it a paying job. And I'm thankful for all the people and horses that made it possible for me to get good enough—my family, of course, for their endless support; for all the trainers who tolerated my whiny teenage butt, whipped it into shape and spat me out what I am today. And I'm endlessly thankful for all my students who allow me to pursue my own riding and training goals along side helping them achieve theirs.

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