Training Journal
I’ve argued that one can’t do it all [This Is Why]. There are times one can’t do any of it. All of these non-shows were the same weekend.
Yes, yes, yes. Bright side, gratitude, blessed. Yadda, yadda, yadda.
I’m still human. I get frustrated. I shall hereby indulge in a bout of foot stomping.
This time last year, I was eyeing the AHJA year-end show in Franklin, Tennessee. “Will I go back {to Nationals} next year? Well, this year the Alabama Hunter Jumper Association year-end show was the same weekend (ironically, 45 minutes away in Franklin TN). They have a .65 meter (~2 foot) jumper division. Just sayin’.” [All The Thoughts]
Nope.
I would happily, gleefully, miss both Nationals and the AHJA year-end for a chance to bunny hop Milton around a beginner cross-country course. “If I were a goal-setting sort of person, this would be our goal for November.” [Looking Forward, Aspirational XC]
Noppity, nope. [Getting A Break]
At mid-summer, Nationals was still a possibility, albeit one that would have required massive course correction in how I spent my riding time. [Where I Am Not]
Nope. Nope. Nope.
That’s okay. I’ll take Rodney to the dressage segment of the show. It’s not cross-country. It’s not a big show. It is with MY horse. [Finishing The Season]
Le grande nope. [Woe Is I]
Three shows in one weekend. I didn’t go to four of them. Neat trick.
Stomp.
Thank you for reading,
Katherine Walcott
Virtual Brush Box 
Love a good indulgent foot stomp every now and again. Free exercise!
Stomp is good.
When ya’ gotta’ stomp, ya’ gotta’ stomp.
Stomp. Stomp. Stomp.