Comin’ on Strong
Well. Consolation seems to have her aerobic capacity back.
I took her out on the road yesterday, figuring on spending a couple hours covering 12 miles. Her Majesty had other ideas. She offered speed, and I took her up on it. We cantered up all the hills (for what they were worth — total elevation gain was only about 650 feet), trotted down them (I’ve taken to doing a lot of running alongside her for this), and hand-galloped some level stretches. We lost one hoofboot to a torn gaiter (oops) and backtracked to recover it (hooray!)
(Dirty, but pretty anyway.)
She switched her tail as sweat trickled down her legs, pointed her nose into the wind and asked to go faster. (No thanks, Lady, this is fast enough.) I pulled her up now and then, made her walk or jog a few hundred feet, and 14 miles later she was still full of blood and air. I handwalked her the last quarter mile, watching her P&R drop like a stone down a well.
Equine fitness is truely fascinating, is it not?
Today, we’ll go much slower. We’re going to meet up with Karen Bumgarner just across the Oregon border and try to find our way from Adrian to the Owyhee River. I think the whole trip will be 25 miles or so. Eat your breakfast, Lady!