Awareness of the outside world. The what? Time to start moving the wrist. Off to a good start, but my brain is empty. (Post is coherent because it was written before Doc appointment on Monday.)
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Chugging along on the morning walk with the horses. Up to three laps, or 0.6. miles. Annoyingly, each added lap exhausts me the first time we do it. [Differing Distances]
I know why. I understand why. I still hate it.
I am still walking Milton. When he tries to motor off, he comes back with a stern word.
Rodney not so much. He alternates between being rude, being offended that he has to walk slowly, or feeling good. On Saturday, Other Barn Minion took off the leadrope as we headed back to the corner, as we do. Rodney chose to run all the way to the corner, complete with leaping and hopping. The three of us – two people, one horse – watched him go.
Onwards!
Katherine
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