|March 1, 2015. Watching kids play hockey on their backyard rink.|
|Time to get up from your lazy nap, Rhio! We've got work to do!|
|An example of the maps courtesy of Runkeeper. You can easily see I ride roads! Look at that perfect square.|
Speaking of scary things, today was a solo ride for us, and although Rhio is really quite brave and rarely spooky, dairy cows are his downfall. He is utterly, completely, paralyzingly afraid of them. He doesn't much care for beef cows, either, but we can handle them if needed. Dairy cows - no how, no way. IF we have a buddy horse along, he will be afraid (heart pounding in his chest, hyper-alert giraffe neck, prancy feet). But if we are alone, he can't handle those black and white beauties at all. Nope. Not one bit. Today I was planning an out-and-back of about 6 miles, but only managed 5.3 since we couldn't make it past the dairy cows (really, we could have, but in just a few tenths of a mile, we'd have had to turn around and come back past them - that seemed like too much to ask!). I had a treat in my pocket, and once I managed to dismount spinning Mr. Rhio, I led him over to the side of the road nearest the monster cows and waited for him to settle the tiniest bit, then gave him the treat. He continued to giraffe-neck, alarm-snort, spin-in-circles around me, which the cows didn't help by rushing away from the fence, then back to the fence, en masse, several times. Standing there wasn't helping, so once we'd hand walked far enough away that he relaxed a fraction, I mounted up and let him find safety in moving his feet down the road away from the cows. I wonder when/how this aversion to dairy cows started? He has never liked being around any cows, but I have ridden near and even through herds of beef cows without too much issue. The year we were in CO is the first time I remember ever encountering dairy cows with him, and it was a disaster from the get-go. I wonder if it is their behavior that is the issue? They are generally curious creatures, and come to (rush) the fence to see us. An aside- I remember riding my bicycle around the country roads near Northfield, MN in college and the pastured dairy cows would race my bike down their fenceline as far as they could. It was kind of exhilarating, actually, but of course my bike wasn't afraid of them and didn't have a mind of its own.
|The insanely terrifying dairy cows. You may notice I took this pic from the ground!|
I think there was only 1 day this week that I did not run and/or ride. The weather has helped immensely, with temps in the 40s, 50s, and, today, 60s. Bring it on, spring! We are ready, willing, and able to enjoy you to the fullest.
|Sunset after a quickie, solo ride. March 7, 2015.|
|Dramatic sky. March 7, 2015. Snow still on the ground.|
|S. rides Red one day. March 8, 2015.|
|What a treat to have a pic of me and Rhio in action! March 8, 2015.|
|Our training buddy S. and her mount Jay. March 11, 2015. Note there is still a smidge of snow in spots.|
|March 11, 2015. A sweaty, hairy horse rolled in wet sand. Bye, bye pretty white pony! See you next winter.|
|March 13, 2015. We're serious about our conditioning today!|
|March 13, 2015|
|March 13, 2015. A herd of miniature horses! And no snow - just ponds, puddles, and icy bits out in the fields.|