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Made it into 2025 injury-free—well, mostly! 😆 Besides the usual aches and pains (and that one time I threw my back out, but we’re not counting that—that’s just seasoned wisdom kicking in).

On the bright side, my diabetes is well under control! My latest doctor’s appointment went great—numbers are low, bloodwork looks good, and I just need to keep moving forward.

Meanwhile, the hubby is down with the flu, so he’s quarantined in the bedroom while I’ve taken over the couch.

Work has been hectic. We’ve been short a recruiter, which means more work on my plate. We finally hired someone new, but she’s still in training. She seems nice—quieter than the rest of us, but then again, our little group is a bit on the weird side.

On the fun side, I got a new tattoo—matching with my bestie! 💉✨ And now, I’m seriously considering a septum piercing. Call it a midlife crisis if you want, but I say, why not do it while I still can?

I haven’t spent much time at the barn this year. Then again, the year is still just getting started. Last year, I was there every chance I got—training, riding every weekend, and squeezing in an extra day whenever possible. It completely consumed my free time.

I still love being at the barn, but honestly, taking a step back and just being home has been nice. I love being home.

But if I’m being honest, I’ve also been avoiding the barn. That wasn’t the plan. I fully intended to dive in headfirst this year, to commit to my training more than ever. I thought this would be the year I finally had a horse of my own.

The horse I wanted is still at the barn, and seeing him there—knowing he isn’t mine—has been harder than I ever expected. Losing that bond, missing out on the chance to grow alongside him, has been heartbreaking. I didn’t realize how much it would affect me until now. 

I know I’ll make my way back to the barn eventually and ride the amazing school horses—I truly love training with them.

In the meantime, I’ve got some Jeep events lined up and a few weekend getaways with the in-laws. There are also some upcoming horse shows I’d love to attend as a spectator.

I know this year will still be a good one. I just need to come to terms with the fact that it won’t include being a horse owner—and that’s okay. 

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