My competitive trail ride is one week away. I am swamped with things to do. On Thursday I lost all of my volunteer safety riders. So I’ve been scrambling to fix that. Actually, at first I told everyone involved with the ride that if they didn’t find me some riders I was cancelling the whole thing. You’d think after 8 months of work that would bother me. But, I felt strangely light and carefree after making that pronouncement. I actually thought that if someone did come up with some safety riders I’d probably cry. Then I got some sleep and felt better about everything that still needs to be done.
I hiked a few miles today and marked trial. I still have one area that is really confusing and I’m worried about getting it marked well. I’ll go back with the GPS and computers tonight to map it out. I’m not planning on getting much sleep between now and then. Even when I do sleep I’m dreaming about things going wrong. One of last night’s dreams involved cats walking rabbits on leashes down the trail for some reason….
I woke up from this dream and it was light out. I asked the husband what time it was. He said that it was 7:00 AM and that was entirely too early on a Saturday to even be considering what time it was. Poor guy. I don’t think he believes me that next Saturday we’ll be making breakfast for workers at 5:00 AM in order to get the horses out on the trail at 7:00 AM. He’s just going to die.
