Tuesday dawned bright and crisp. I knew I needed to get to the barn, but my regular enthusiasm just wasn't there. Who wants to race off to yet even more frustration? As I left work, I quipped to two of my colleagues that I was off to face a demon. And that's what it felt like: off to do battle.
When I pulled into the barn's yard, the tension and anxiety that I had been feeling simply slipped away as I saw Speedy's inquisitive face peering into my car window. He waits for me every afternoon and is always happy that his human Pez dispenser has arrived. Whatever. I'll take the greeting! As I entered the barn, Sydney reached over his gate to greet me with a very kind and eager expression. I felt a little knot in my gut just dissolve. I think I thought that he was going to be angry with me over Sunday's ride. Instead, hIs expression said, Hi! What are we going to do today? It was such a relief.
My visit to the barn was very relaxing, uplifting, and peaceful. I even rode. Thank you, ponies!