For all those who are similarly snowed in right now- from Horse Junkies United.
The 5 Stages of Grief Related to Winter Riding
Denial and Isolation:
This is the stage full of, “Of course I’ll ride! It’s almost a toasty 20 degrees today!” and wondering why there is no one else at the barn in the midst of a midwestern ice storm. You have fleece lined breeches and a quilted coat; there is no way this weather will get in the way of your Princess Pony’s training this year! Winter shminter, you’ve got a handle on this.
The barn door is frozen shut. Your horse has icicles on his nostrils and has broken two blankets since New Year’s. Your fingers are completely numb. Basically the whole of the riding world lives in Florida, and you are stuck here in the ridiculous cold weather where you are never going to ride your horse again, and if you do ride you’ll fall off because you can’t feel your legs. How dare people post riding pictures on Facebook when the closest you’ve gotten to riding was watching the GoPro videos on Youtube.
Maybe your school or job would transfer you somewhere sunny for a few months…and let you take your horse. What if you sold your car (useless in the ice anyway) and a portion of your soul to send your horse to training in California, just for a few weeks? You’d kill for a nice glove tan line and polo sunburn. What if you owned all the cool new tack products? That would definitely help you cope with your inability to ride. Probably buy two of each, just in case.
This is it. It’s never going to be warm again. Better just throw out those dreams of horse shows and palm trees; the cruel winter has come to stay. By the time the arena and trails thaw enough to work on anything you will be molded into this divet in the couch, in a Netflix coma and unable to ride any longer.
It’s February folks, we can make it! It’s cold…but spring is coming.