Where Did The Year Go?

Combined Driving

 

Our all but non-existent 2018 CDE season has come to a close. Indiana [us last year] has come and gone, in a modified format. We didn’t go. Nashoba [us last year] is later this month. We aren’t going. Sigh. We had such plans.

The Temper Tantrum in Tennessee [not a post. Yes, it merits capital letters] was a set-back, but was not the end. Milton kept working, including two non-compete appearances [MSSP, NEGA].

In June, right around the trip to Georgia, we had mechanical trouble with the schooling cart and with one of our cars, resulting in logistical problems that we have yet to resolve. We have a bad habit of getting stuck. Our 2-year truck search may have given that away.

This barely ticks the crisis meter. We have next year or the year after or the year after that. If we don’t, we will have more issues than whether or not we are driving a horse. I say we, it really is a group effort, even when I’m not on the carriage.

The problem is my social media feeds. Last year, we were in the thick of it. Thanks to the awesome Bliss & the generosity of Coach Kate. Now, I sit at my computer and watch everyone having fun without us. How is this possible?

It is such a shock to realize that the world spins on without one.

Thank you for reading,
Katherine Walcott

Categories: Combined Driving, Horse Shows, Horses

2 replies »

  1. For the first time in my life I’m boarding and riding at a barn where there are people who actually like riding with me. (Cut to Sally Field: “You like me! You really like me!”) After decades of riding out from my own home barn alone, it’s addicting. So much so that I find myself lacking (Desire? Motivation? Inspiration?) when there’s nobody around to ride with. (It’s a small barn and even a smaller group of ladies who frequently show up and ride on the same schedule) I can see how if that’s something you’re used to, it might be easy to get stuck. And while I’m not a show person at all, I would imagine that whole scene would intensify the feeling of being left behind. That said, I’m sure you’re missed. From what I can tell, you’re a good team player when you can play.

  2. In our case, the lack of progress is closer to a character flaw than situational. But, the feeling of behind left behind? Definitely. Also, I think we all have our own inner Sally Field. At least, I do.

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