To London and back

July 03, 2016

Not all riding days are good

But they are still better than non-riding days. It's a challenge to ride a new horse, who has never met you and you haven't met the horse. All you can do is keep fingers crossed that the horse does not dislike you and buck you off.
It wasn't one of my best lessons, but definitely not the worst. The Horse was obviously is some sort of mood that I couldn't get her to do each and everything I asked of her. She did not canter, but then I probably did not ask for it. She turned right, when I asked (or not) her to turn left. She had a very comfortable trot, so I ended up riding in rising trot most of the time. I think a private lesson might have been a better idea. Well, there is always next time. When I have gotten so comfortable on my own horse, who has a great functioning engine, I almost forget that other horses exist.
At the end of the ride, she bit me.
Awww thanks.
I'll be back, you stubborn old mare.

Summer 2016

July 01, 2016

Iceland in March

June 28, 2016

London Pride 2016

Rettir 2014

June 12, 2016

Be nice

One of my colleagues shuffles in late every morning, as if he's depressed or something. Maybe he is, I wouldn't know, because he doesn't say good morning or anything else during the day. Absolutely nothing. On occasion we meet in the corridor and he sheepishly looks into any other direction, except me. Yea, I've been wondering what I may have done/said to him, but maybe it's nothing at all and I should just say "good morning" to him tomorrow.
But then, maybe not. Let's see how long long he's planned this silent treatment for.
What I can't stand is being late every morning, whether it's from work or another type of engagement. Sure people have their reasons, but some don't and it's them I'm talking about.
Maybe he realizes I'm not too pleased about him being late? I guess that's good enough a reason for not talking (we used to have interesting conversations...).
Whatever it is, I'll find out one day, but I'm not holding my breath.

June 08, 2016

Don't say it

Sometimes I hate the internet.
It told me "yes, go ahead, tell him how you feel" and "tell him you love him".
So I did and he was speechless. There was no 10 second pause, but he just said "Oh".
Then he asked if I still want him to come and see me.
Oh. It wasn't supposed to go like this.
Right now I don't think I would advise anyone to tell that significant person in their lives to tell them how they feel, but then again I'm no expert. Make sure the time and the place are right, then say what you need to say. It can go wrong, but it may not and at least you know you said what you need to say.

I don't know. I suspect I will never see him again, but if I do, I'll let you know.