Back in the Saddle
After six years of being out of the saddle, it is finally time to get back in the game again. I gathered up the courage to message a stable on Monday, that offered riding lessons. I have been following them on Facebook for quite a bit now, and finally felt it was time to try to get back into riding lessons once again. The good news is that I got a message from them on Tuesday morning, with all the info that I needed. Now, I am scheduled to visit the barn at 10:30am on Saturday. The visit will most likely consist of observing the grounds, and talking one on one with the instructor about what I wish to achieve with horse riding.
It has been like it has been so long since I have actively been riding. I feel like I have to start from scratch, and relearn everything. I am both excited, and nervous about the barn visit. I am hoping that I will mesh well with the instructor, and that the barn will feel like the right barn for me. I miss the Barn environment, and what it entails. I miss being around horses, and the atmosphere of the barn life. If I had to choose between working at an office, or staying in a barn, I would choose the barn. Even in winter, when barns are at the coldest temperature, I would choose the barn. I just love being around the horses, and the feel of barns. It is like home.
I hope that I will be able to schedule a lesson for Saturdays. It would have to be scheduled anywhere between 11 to 2pm at the latest. Unfortunately, when working in a cafe, weekends are frowned upon to take off. When working in a resturaunt environment, I believe that it is expected that a person is available for weekend work. I do not think my manager would take too kindly if I were to say that I was unavailable to work Saturdays.
I could possibly schedule a lesson on one of my off days (either Monday, or Wednesday) but that all depends on my mother, and if she would be willing to drive me to the barn. I would have no problem being dropped really early. If she were to agree with taking me, I would probably have to be dropped off right after she drops Aidan off. She would not have to pick me up right away either,. I would be perfectly happy to stay at the barn until they closed. I would also offer to pay for the gas. Then again, I already pay for gas anyway.
I am glad that my husband is supporting me in all of this. It really means a lot to me. I loved that he encouraged me to go ahead and take riding lessons once again. It really shows me that he cares somewhat about my passion for horses.
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