You know what’s fun?
Leaving the show ring behind and heading out to the woods for some cross country schooling.
A couple of weekends ago, I joined some of the girls from the barn and we headed out to FloridaSun Farms in Hawthorne for some schooling over their cross country course. FloridaSun Farms is a beautiful property that’s home to Dimar Caspians and The Church Barn (gorgeous wedding venue if you’re looking!).
For me, breakfast is the most challenging meal of Whole30. I’m an egg lover, but I get bored very quickly with them. I also like breakfasts that I can grab and go because I love to get every single second of sleep possible in the mornings.
I also love bacon.
I’m 22 days into my second round of Whole30, and I haven’t killed anyone.
Actually, I’m doing pretty great. I walked into this round with a different mindset, and that changed the game for me. I’ve been generally following the Whole30 guidelines while not obsessing over every single teeny tiny detail. I’ve let myself have a once a week cheat meal (gasp!), but I get right back on the Whole30 horse after that meal.
Remember that time like 2 years ago when Liz and I threw sanity and rational thinking out the window and did Whole30?
We were a little on the cranky and miserable side throughout the experience because cheese and alcohol and carbs are wonderful and we missed them. I have no problem owning up to the fact that I’m a lot nicer of a person after a glass of wine or a cupcake.
I knew this would happen.
I knew before I even signed up for my first lesson, that this would happen.
I just didn’t realize it would happen this quickly.
As I mentioned a few weeks ago, I recently picked up riding again. Being back in the saddle has been incredible. I’m amazed at how quickly I’ve progressed, and that’s been largely in part to my awesome trainer, Carin Penny, and the fantastic horse I’ve been riding, Everette. He’s been a fantastic confidence builder for me, so much so that I competed on him this past weekend.
And just like that, I was bitten by the horse show bug.
I’m really not sure if this is an omen for the direction of this week or not, but it’s certainly an entertaining way to start a Monday:
Followed by this:
Back in 2008 when I lived in Melbourne, Florida, a lovely Tropical Storm named Fay decided she wanted to vacation in Brevard County. The storm sat on top of us for what felt like an eternity, and just rained and rained and rained some more. We were lucky though – we never lost electricity, cable TV, or internet, but the cabin fever was very real.
The roads in our apartment complex were flooded, but we needed rations of course. And we had a kayak. Thus, beeryaking was born.