Rain & Legs

Well, it totally poured with rain all night - and was still pouring when my alarm went off to tell me to get to the beach to meet my friend. We decided to wimp out - she went off to a spin class, and i opted for a hard leg workout in my back room.

My husband thinks that I am overly critical of myself, however, I think I say it as I see it (don't we all?) and if I can't be critical of myself...who can I be critical of? But anyhow... I think I've got the ugliest legs in the universe. I can seriously make alien faces with my knees. My friend and I (back in my smoking days) were having a fag, out the back of our work, and I had a skirt on - and we were looking in towards the dark glass doors. I said, hey, check out my knees...and had them doing several facial expressions which had us in hysterics. See? They're ugly. Add to that the fact that I cannot for the life of me seem to develop my vastus medialis - that area on my leg just looks like an old lady.
So... this is why I thought I have to work my legs like a demon EVERY time I work legs - and really focus on burning those Quads & VM areas - it's the only way... so i am trialling major supersets with pulsing burning leg type manoeuvres. I'll see how this goes for 4 weeks...!

Apparently this rain is supposed to keep up all week and into the weekend...which means the speed racer demon won't be happy - he is due to go to supersprints at Oran Park in the snotmobile - as you can see....it's built for fine weather!

The Beach

The beach is my favourite place in the whole wide world to work out - it dictates whether you will have one mother of a workout, or whether you can dictate what you will do in your workout. This morning...it decided I had indulged in far too much good wine over the weekend (Thursday, Friday & Saturday - diet SABOTAGE!!!) and so it took away all hard sand and just left me with soft sand to contend with. Not only that - a strong southerly - soft sand and a headwind.
Very tiring!
But... I am gutted... I was sure the beach was at least 1km maybe 1.5km long....
ha...http://www.slsa.com.au/default.aspx?s=beachprofile&beachid=nsw366 not according to this - it's only 900m long.

Horses

Well, I cannot believe that the era of Kado has nearly come to an end - I have had him for 8 years, and he's really been the horse I've always wanted. Not only is he gorgeous, big, black, and a total sook, he's got talent to burn. Showjumping was his first love, but he put up with the dressage for me, and excelled on the cross country course when he figured out that I wanted him to gallop..fast...and then jump..solid jumps that didn't move... Totally trustworthy and always sane, with brakes - and then was quite happy to just stand and munch his hay at the float for hours on end while the competition was going on around him. Trouble is, in the first six months of having him, he cartwheeled in his paddock on a rainy slippery day - then the fun started. Two years later, and several vets, we discovered that he'd fractured his hip in that fall. He was also being shod atrociously - let's say, for the uninitiated it would have been akin to trying to do a steeplechase with one running shoe on and one high heel. Um, any wonder why the horse has sore shoulders? So, we fixed that - 6 farriers later. So many idiots, so little time. We even managed a few one day events - the first one being the one in the picture. Then, I had to move him away out of reach of my good farrier...and back in the hands of so many idiots...three farriers later and my horse was intermittently lame again (ligament is tearing away from a bone inside the hoof due to idiot farrier not balancing hoof 100percent)...so i had to stick him in the float every 4 weeks and take a half day trip to/from Liverpool to meet my old trusty farrier again. I then moved him back to agistment in Wilton....sound again, and back to more events - then Kado was innocently tied up inside the stable area. Another girl walks up, rests her hand on his back and all hell breaks loose - Kado looks like he's had a firecracker shoved up his backside and ends up removing the wall he's tied to (so much for quick release knots) - drags the whole wall outside....Osteo comes and treats...all well and good. Then the for Kado's piece de resistance he decides to somersault once more - this time over a star picket fence (playing too rambunctiously with his neighbouring pal)- we finally get the all clear some three months later (after a month off on the last injury), then he starts limping and it's getting worse.. I have now reached the end of my patience. I cannot keep wondering what i can do to make this horse sound... So, he's out to the big retirement paddock indefinitely... I'll get him in from time to time to see if he's improving, if not, he can just wander around with his girlfriend and a bunch of other retired geriatric ponies. It's a tough life....