Walk quietly, calmly, slowly over. I keep gnawing at the jumps because, in the velvet darkness of the blackest night, there is a faint, flickering hope that he may yet cart my sorry ass around Prelim &/or over a mini-prix. Work: Yesterday, 1x, short walk but with dog for distraction. Today, 2x, slightly longer walk/ground exercises.Continue reading “Ground Exercise 2: Crossrail”