This came up on my memories today. It made me giggle. But it also made me miss competing, lessons and clinics.
I’m also missing celebrating with people for their achievements. Not just my horsey friends. My running friends who get a PB. My dog agility friends. In fact anyone who pushes themselves to achieve something different. I’ve always enjoyed the Sunday evening reports.
My FB feed isn’t as rich as it once was. I’m missing planning what we’re going to do and where we’re going to go.
I miss those pre-competition nerves. I miss checking the lorry (even when I know everything’s onboard). I miss the exhilaration when it’s all done.
Some days lockdown is harder than others…