Thankful.
This time last year, things were very different. I was slumming my way through lousy internet dates that never went anywhere. My riding was mediocre, held back by lack of time, and inadequate practice. The whole year had been lack luster. 2016 was rough, it was a lot of bumps and bruises. It was a full year of falling off the horse and getting back on again. There were frustrations, and unattainable goals. There was sickness. Loneliness. Loss of friends. Even death.
And then January of 2017 really wasn't any better. I was at an all time low with my job. Frustrated, angry, over worked.
I set some goals for myself. My New Year's resolutions were big for this year:
1. Get into a Master's Program
2. Find a better job.
3. Get back into Hunter/Jumper riding.
My birthday rolled around in February. All of my friends skimped out on my birthday party (With the exception of 2 sweet souls, you know who you are). I started to feel really sad. The weather was cold, dreary. I felt lost.
Things started to pick up after I took a vacation to Florida with my parents. It was the perfect "reset button". It turns out that swimming with dolphins is the best way to refresh your soul and remind yourself of what it's like to be alive. And after many failed first dates, and somewhat traumatic second dates, I deleted my online dating account on Valentine's day.
March. Riding once a week. My jumping going nowhere. Apache had never even seen a trot pole. I started dating again. Organically. And it didn't feel forced or awful. I made it past two dates. Then three. Then four. I doubted myself the whole time. But he hung around. And it even seemed as if he liked the horses.
April. Not only did I make it past a few dates, it rolled into a full month. He really does like horses. He's fun. He listens to me talk about saddles, rodeos, auctions and training methods. He really wants to learn. He rides with me on the weekends. He lets me drive his truck.
May. I sign up for Online classes, 4 hours of Graduate work. I land a new, better paying job. Less stress, better commute, the whole package.
We're rocking and rolling now. This must be what happy people feel like.
June/July. It's summer in Texas. Daylight seems to go on forever. I'm riding at least twice a week. And everything is wonderful.
Late August. I stumble upon the perfect Hunter Jumper barn and start taking lessons twice a week. I'm actually going to achieve all those resolutions before the end of the year.
October. My best friend got married. I was the maid of honor. I even had a date for the wedding. And he was the best date I could've asked for.
And now it's November. And I've knocked all my goals out of the park this year. I've come pretty far.
And I think I might even be proud of myself. But mostly I'm just thankful that this is where life lead me this year.
And then January of 2017 really wasn't any better. I was at an all time low with my job. Frustrated, angry, over worked.
I set some goals for myself. My New Year's resolutions were big for this year:
1. Get into a Master's Program
2. Find a better job.
3. Get back into Hunter/Jumper riding.
My birthday rolled around in February. All of my friends skimped out on my birthday party (With the exception of 2 sweet souls, you know who you are). I started to feel really sad. The weather was cold, dreary. I felt lost.
Things started to pick up after I took a vacation to Florida with my parents. It was the perfect "reset button". It turns out that swimming with dolphins is the best way to refresh your soul and remind yourself of what it's like to be alive. And after many failed first dates, and somewhat traumatic second dates, I deleted my online dating account on Valentine's day.
March. Riding once a week. My jumping going nowhere. Apache had never even seen a trot pole. I started dating again. Organically. And it didn't feel forced or awful. I made it past two dates. Then three. Then four. I doubted myself the whole time. But he hung around. And it even seemed as if he liked the horses.
April. Not only did I make it past a few dates, it rolled into a full month. He really does like horses. He's fun. He listens to me talk about saddles, rodeos, auctions and training methods. He really wants to learn. He rides with me on the weekends. He lets me drive his truck.
May. I sign up for Online classes, 4 hours of Graduate work. I land a new, better paying job. Less stress, better commute, the whole package.
We're rocking and rolling now. This must be what happy people feel like.
June/July. It's summer in Texas. Daylight seems to go on forever. I'm riding at least twice a week. And everything is wonderful.
Late August. I stumble upon the perfect Hunter Jumper barn and start taking lessons twice a week. I'm actually going to achieve all those resolutions before the end of the year.
October. My best friend got married. I was the maid of honor. I even had a date for the wedding. And he was the best date I could've asked for.
And now it's November. And I've knocked all my goals out of the park this year. I've come pretty far.
And I think I might even be proud of myself. But mostly I'm just thankful that this is where life lead me this year.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone!
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