On the road again

Well, we’re off to the Valley of the Sun ride in the morning. We’re helping volunteer tomorrow, so we have to be there early to help ribbon part of the trail (Note: If you’re at the ride, and hate the ribbons, I didn’t do that section. *grin*).

I’m starting to get a bit nervous, but I’m really looking forward to it. We are once again going to try a 50.

Mimi and Beamer got baths today. They were super-lucky and I hauled them down to Cindy’s house, since she has hot water in her washrack. Then they got turned out in her pasture for about 20 minutes, and they trotted and cantered around, quite eager to explore the new turf. And Mimi got to flirt with Panama, so she was quite happy. Again, she didn’t get the memo about what age she’s supposed to be.

The trailer is packed. I just need to pack the food cooler tomorrow morning. It’s supposed to be warm, which necessitated a last-minute clipping flurry of pony-fluff removal this afternoon. I have two cases of waters in the truck, extra ice for the cooler, and sponges and scoops ready.

My goal is to just finish the ride. I think it’ll be easier for me to go slow and ride conservatively in the 50, versus risking pushing too hard, too fast, in the 25. I want to take pictures, something I’ve done a pretty poor job of up to this point.

The nice thing about McDowell is that it’s close, only about an hour away. Which means I get to go home Saturday night and sleep in my own bed.

Off to the races!

I’ve just got to make breakfast really quick, and then we’re out the door for the 25th Annual Man Against Horse Race! This is a really fun ride that pits human runners against horses and their riders! They offer a 50 mile race, a 25 mile race, and a 12 mile run/fun ride. It’s held in Prescott, Arizona, which is about 2 hours north of Phoenix, in the mountains.

This will be my fourth year participating in this ride. For the past three years, I’ve done the 25 mile LD ride. This year, we’re doing the 50. This was also my first AERC ride ever, so I’m very partial to this ride, and it has a lot of sentimental attachment for me. It’s also a very casual, laidback ride, but very well organized. Ron Barrett and his team do a fantastic job every year, and it’s my understanding that this year, they even went as far as clearing rocks off the trail! Wow!

It’s usually a smaller ride for the 50 – anywhere from 20-30 entries. I’m guessing this is probably because the ride has a very tough reputation. The 2000′ elevation gain in 3 miles climb up Mingus Mountain halfway through probably has something to do with it.

But I’m really looking forward to the challenge. I think this ride will be a really good test to see if Mimi and I have what it takes to keep aiming for Tevis. A lot of climbing, some rough trail, and some very tricky, technical areas. This last bit is more concerning me than the pony – she could care less. It’s me that has a bit of a thing about heights and long dropoffs. *don’t look down, don’t look down*

Thanks to everyone for their well wishes!!!

Scrambling…

Way too much stuff to do still…

Heading out the door tomorrow morning to Man Against Horse in Prescott. Trailer is washed, about half packed, my clothes are packed, I’m working on the food, and am out the door to go bathe ponies.

I need about 3 more hours in a day.

Done and done!

Whew. Trailer is packed, truck is packed…except for the extra waters, why do I always forget those??? Just finished showering and in the process of waiting for my hair to dry somewhat, redecorated myself with henna.

The quest to break myself continues…slammed my left index finger and right pinkie in the sliding window of the trailer yesterday trying to get it unstuck. The end result is some painful brusing whenever I clench my fists. That’ll get me to “ride light” this weekend. Mimi, no pulling!

Then, my coupe de grace was this evening, carrying the folding table out to the truck, I wasn’t paying attention when I lifted it and clipped my big with the edge of the table. Goodbye, 1/4 chunk of toenail off my right big toe. :((( Took almost 15 minutes to get it to stop bleeding…Wonder Dust for horses works really well on people, too.

Well, I had been waffling on what shoes to wear this weekend…Terrains or Columbias. This makes the decision for me, because I think my Columbias are going to be too tight in the toe area, whereas the Terrains are super wide. I guess I have an excuse to avoid running now? Heh.

3:30AM wakeup call…time to get to bed.

Wednesday: Stress

Definitely miss those two extra days. *sigh* Glad for the extra money, though. Means I can go raid Horses Dacor for toys. Already have a new purple sponge on hold to pick up from them. :)

I’ ve got half the grocery shopping done…just need to go to the regular grocery store in a few minutes. And then I’ve got to clean my tack, and start sorting stuff in the garage. At least packing the trailer doesn’t take quite as long anymore. And it’s already been washed out in the back, I just need to reapply a fresh layer of Gorilla Tape to the gaps in between the mats.

And I seem to be doing my best to break myself. First, I jammed my finger, nail first, into the door handle trying to get out of the Suburban today. *sigh* Blonde moment. Broke the fingernail off, though, down to the bed, which is a really weird sensation, since I’ve gotten so used to longer nails. Grrr. That’s goingt o probably throw my writing on my machine off at school tomorrow, what with the bandaid and all. *more sigh*

And then, for some reason, my left shoulder is really bothering me today. Any time I try to lift something forward, it hurts. The weird thing was, I never had any specific injury that would cause me problems. The only thing I can possibly think of it when, a couple years ago, Mimi spooked and ran me into a tree and I ended up flipping over backwards.

We were grazing alongside a wash, all relaxed-like, which meant I had dropped my stirrups and was holding the reins by the buckle. Genius, me. Something spooekd her front behind and she majorly panicked. Apparently she dug 8″ deep divots in the dirt, she launched herself forward so hard. Unfortunately, she launched right into a very low-branched palo verde tree. She had just enough room to scrape under the branches, but I didn’t.

I threw my arms up to protect my face, out of pure instinct…it was one of those things that I never even had a chance to really grab the reins, I was already screwed and in ‘survival mode.’ The branches stopped any forward movement on my part, and as she scooched forward, I got shoved up into the branches, then flipped over backwards and dropped into the dirt.

At the time, I thought the worst injuries I acquired were a concussion, a cracked bone near my knuckles, and some sprained fingers. Now I’m wondering if I didn’t wrench that shoulder in the process of tangling/flipping? It’s an off-and-on problem and I’m hoping goes ‘off’ in the next two days! Otherwise, I’d better hope really hard the Mimi doesn’t pull. That, and it’ll affect my ability to wear my Camelbak, which I always drink better with. Hmmmm. Time to go rustle up some Motrin.