In anticipation of the babies coming home, Bill and I worked on the fence surrounding the pen today. I counted it as my workout, as I couldn't face going into the gym when the weather was so beautiful. I figure that any physical labor that I do at altitude most definitely counts as a workout. Besides, my trainer can't simulate carrying poles twice as long as I am tall, using a crowbar to pull off old poles, lifting panels out of snow and flipping a water tank with ice in the bottom (okay, it wasn't thick ice and I was helping Bill).
Wednesday, I'll be doing something that I swore I would never do again. But because I love my horse, I'll break that vow to myself. RCC's truck, "The Bitch", has warped brake rotors. I need the truck to haul hay up on Friday and to pick Estes up next week. I can't afford to pay someone to replace the rotors. Guess who's going to be doing it? Yup. Yours truly. And Bill. RCC would do it for me if he wasn't working every. single. day.
I *hate* working on brakes. Hate it. I'm not sure anyone understands how completely I despise working on brakes. Yet, because I do love that horse of mine, I'll be knuckling down and getting dirty. But I'll be swearing a blue streak the whole day.
Friday is going to be a first for me. I've never towed a trailer, which I think is a huge failing. Every horse owner needs to know how to trailer and it's something I've been planning on learning, but never seem to have the time. Since we're going to be buying 1,500# bales in order to free-feed while Mom's still on the mend, we're going to use RCC's flatbed trailer to haul the hay up to the Lodge. I could have Bill drive the truck for me, but that would just be another opportunity to learn that I'd be passing up. I think RCC's a little nervous for me to take the trailer up to the Lodge, but I figure as long as I don't have to back it I'll be okay. I'll leave the backing to Bill because I don't want to be responsible for taking out the fence we just mended. It'll be a tight fit to back the trailer into the pen and get it parked where they want it.
I don't want my first time hauling a trailer to be with Estes in the back. Nope, I'll leave that for my second time. In order to get all of the horses up to the Lodge in one trip, we're going to take both trucks and trailers. Mom and Bill bought us a two-horse bumper pull for a wedding present, which is just big enough for Ranger and Estes. The three grays will go up in their trailer and we'll get them all up at once instead of taking two trips.
Wish us luck :)