Maybe it's just me, and maybe I'm not fully well yet, but it's amazing how much judging -- i.e. sitting/standing in the cold all day, no lunch break, paying close and careful attention to everything going on for eight hours straight -- takes out of a person! I arrived at the show grounds at 10:20, got situated, and we got the show going at 10:40 or so. I didn't get home until after 6:30. And it was cold out there! I swear, you never really respect judges and volunteers until you stand in their shoes. Or their judging box, or whatever.
Only a couple of minor mishaps through the show -- the Swedish oxer got crashed more than a few times, and one rider had a Really Bad Day at the plank fence, falling twice and having way more than her share of refusals at it. I felt for her; I have had that Day before! I was only scared to death by a round twice. ;) So no broken bones, no broken horses, no broken fences, and only one broken piece of tack -- I will take it.
It might not have been the world's best idea to go hang out outside all day when I wasn't really healthy yet, but ... heh, I kept having to repeat things over the radio because I was so stuffed up. I'd say "dat's zero jumb faulds and a tibe of ond ond dine," trying to communicate a clear round and a time of 1:19. It was fun anyway. But by the time I left, I was wiped out. Completely done. Stick a fork in me, paint a line down my back, dun.
So no ride for me on Saturday. Sunday was given over to my mom and to grocery shopping before I fell over in an exhausted stupor. I did at least pick up a new set of Bogs for the barn, but other than that there was no horsey goodness on Sunday.
So maybe I can haz ride today. I can certainly haz longe. I have as much time as I want, so ... yes.