NSW State Championships 2022

So on Saturday, Sky and I went to the NSW State Dressage championships. We were INCREDIBLY unprepared. Between breaking my hand in June, two months straight of solid rain and flooding and me being in Singapore the week before the comp. So she got ridden on wednesday and then had a week and a half off, had a lesson friday, and then we were competing saturday. Even despite that, and the fact that it was absolutely freezing, windy, and rainy, she was so good.

We had the 1B first. I am SO bored of that test haha. I've ridden it SO many times, first on Bob and now on Sky. But anyway, we warmed up fairly nicely, except that it was raining and we were both soaked to the skin. She was a little tense and didn't really want to bend to the left, but we went in and did a pretty nice test and got 64.6% which was a very fair mark. I was working pretty hard to keep her together, but she was obedient and did everything I asked. That put us into 7th place out of 13, and as they were awarding ribbons to 8th, that meant we got a ribbon! Which, given the circumstances, I was *not* expecting, so I was totally stoked!

We then had a big break before our next test, so I untacked and gave her some hay and went to the trade stalls where I bought a new jacket because I had VASTLY underestimated how cold it was going to be and was soaked to the skin.

Then it was time for the 1C, so we went and warmed up again. She felt a bit better this time, a little steadier on the contact. It was once more raining sideways for our test, delightful! But she did quite a nice test, it got better as it went. Our first serpentine was a bit wonky and she anticipated the canter a bit, but she was smooth and forward and rhythmical, and we ended up getting a 67! Initially this put us in 3rd place, and after tense wait, we finished 4th! I was so happy with her, with how willing and odedient she was. To go to our first ever championship, with basically no prep, and have her bring home two ribbons with such solid scores was just incredible.

I'm so lucky to have a horse I can pull out of the paddock with no prep, take to a huge comp, and still place. Can't wait to see what we can do when we actually prepare!

should have ridden this morning but realised it's been over a year since I put this horse on a float so if I want to go anywhere on Sunday I'd better check in with that training instead.

made his breakfast and popped it in the float, led him up and he put his front feet straight on the ramp but then did his looky distracted shuffle around, sniffing the edges of the float and pawing at the ramp and nibbling on the canvas until he was standing at right angles to the ramp. but then he somehow clambered on board from that position so.

he grabbed a mouthful of feed and then backed straight off, which I let him do because hanging on to his head when he wants to go backwards is a) ineffective because he's ten times my weight, and b) immediately stresses him out and turns it into a battle when I want him to be relaxed.

I walked him up and deliberately backed him off a couple of times and then brought him all the way in again and gave him a couple of mouthfuls of feed. he stayed in so I moved down his flank to mimic doing up the bum bar and he moved back a couple of steps but not all the way, and moved forward again when I asked him to. got the bum bar done up, let him stand there for a minute with some more feed, then unloaded him and took him for a short walk to decompress.

loaded him again, same deal but I only had to reposition him once. debated ending there but he still had a third of his breakfast left.

third approach the cat popped out from under the tyres and he had a solid spook which I thought might throw him off but he loaded straight away and when I moved away from his head he automatically moved over so I could straighten the divider before I asked, and didn't step backwards at all.

I feel much more confident about Saturday - if my bf comes along it will definitely be ok, because with two people I can have someone at the front distracting him with grain. but now today we've had three goes where I could load him completely all by myself.

Sun 5th Feb ‘23

I’m tired but happy. What a great week of running. I’ve totally earned this feeling of heavy thighs. Every time I go upstairs to the loo, I have to come back downstairs afterwards. It’s not pretty. I’m hobbling. But I know it’ll feel better by tomorrow morning. That’s my highest km in a week in a very long time!

I was looking forward to a social run with a few club mates this morning, but oh my God, I’m feeling the heavy thighs. I had to slow my pace when we were only fifteen minutes into the run. It was that, or consider turning back, walking or stopping. But it’s all good practice for keeping going when I really, really want to stop.

I’ve spilled the beans to the world now about both marathons, and that they are only a week apart, That is to say, I’ve been telling people at club individually, I told Mum last week, and then yesterday, I posted on Facebook. You know what it’s like, once it hits the socials, that’s the cat fully out of the bag!

I’ve continued to write my training diary. It reminds me of how I felt on each run. It means there’s no chance of misremembering how I felt from one run to the next. It’s pretty useful to read back that I finished a run, despite feeling shit all the way through it. 

I want to go out and run today, unfortunately it is raining pretty hard and its cold, so I have to lay on the ground in a fit of boredom as even my dog wishes to not be outside.

ur favorite free-range hucow in its natural habitat 🐮🌿🥛

Bimbo Update #27

Sorry I haven't posted in a little while. I've been meaning to post for a bit now. Things have been pretty busy recently, but that doesn't mean I haven't been doing anything bimbo related. Thanks to my girlfriend's help, I'm getting very close now to starting a new chapter in my bimbo journey. I'm looking forward to posting more details on here once I've got everything ready. I think there will be people on here who will be excited when they see it. 💗

Lakan 🤝 Stoick the Vast

To their wives: you are as beautiful as the day i lost you

If I had a nickel for every story I accidentally discovered to have huge powerful vehicles of transportation that possess AI intelligence that renders their passengers inferior to them yet uphold their duty to serve and protect with love and passion, I'd have two nickels- which isn't a lot but DAMN AMAZING that it's happened twice now (and if any onlookers happen to know of more PLEAAAAASE tell me, begging on my knees)

Reminder that Ah Duo is okay with Jinshi being bi.

The two guards who had come in trying to restrain Ah-Duo covered their eyes with their hands and peeked out between their fingers.

As for Ah-Duo, her eyes went wide and her mouth dropped open.

“Ah!” she said.

“That’s right. You don’t have to choose a flower. I guess I was mistaken.”

With that she backed out of the room and politely shut the door.

Neither Jinshi nor Basen said anything, but after a moment of silence, the darkened You manor was filled with the sounds of two men shouting at each other.

On Horror, Queerness, Mirrors, and Dracula

Your wish is my command (you may or may not regret this). 

Here’s the thing - I love horror, and I love patterns, and I think the best horror is always in some sense symmetrical.  It might not be obvious, but what’s the point of staring into an abyss if you can’t see your own face reflected back?  The symmetry itself comes in any number of different twists, whether it is familial, communal, erotic, or individual, and most of these apply to Bram Stoker’s Dracula. 

The centre of our novel rests on the Harkers.  So, starting with Jonathan - his experience in Transylvania is a twisted version of his life back home.  Dracula is reserved but eloquent, seemingly caring and occasionally affectionate, he reads train schedules and they spend hours upon hours in conversation; which is a dark mirror to Jonathan’s train schedule-loving, passionate but serious Mina.  It may even be said that the Count is re-enacting a caricature of traditional heteronormative domesticity - he maintains the household, waits on his guest himself, and blows him kisses from the stairs.  His possessiveness of Jonathan is the only way a vampire like Dracula is capable of understanding the bond Jonathan shares with Mina.  The Count states that he, too, feels love; but he is written by a closeted gay man in the late 19th century, so his imitation of married life is both a lie and a tragedy.  He is a shorthand for forbidden, wrong, and corrupting desires. 

At the same time, Mina herself also has a same-sex connection in the beginning of the story, and her relationship with Lucy mirrors the relationship between Jonathan and Dracula.  They cling to each other, in a sense; despite being excited about the prospect of their impending marriages, there is some trepidation associated with this new stage in life.  A common part of a dowry used to be a shroud, simply due to the frequency at which Victorian wives died in childbirth soon after the wedding; and even provided a survival, the transition to married life was still a loss of innocence.  As such, Lucy’s affection for Mina is the last expression of her girlhood, and she herself is the personification of Mina’s.  Lucy is, therefore, the direct antithesis of the Count; her death and subsequent rising change Mina the same way that Dracula does Jonathan, establishing a firm duality between the Harkers and their respective vampires. 

The other characters are reflections of each other, as well; the suitors defend while the brides terrify, Van Helsing wants to preserve life while Renfield wishes to consume it - and even further, the old Hungarian lady cares enough about  a stranger to give Jonathan a cross for protection, while Lucy’s own mother lets Dracula into the house herself, selfishly ignorant of her daughter’s needs and the doctor’s orders.  Another parallel is drawn again between Jonathan and Renfield, who represents directly what he could have been, had he not escaped from Dracula’s grasp; which makes Renfield’s vehement, last-ditch attempt to protect Mina perhaps all the more poignant.  In him, she sees the resilience of Jonathan’s humanity; while he gets to see exactly what she could become after her turning  - in Dracula himself.  These dualities are integral to the story’s thematic structure, and therefore inextricable from each character’s development. 

There is really too much to say about each individual dynamic to fit into one rant, but for the current purposes, I can forgo the details.  They all converge as it is on Jonathan and Mina, and thus, the central theme of this story is devotion.  If Jonathan had truly broken, like Renfield, Mina would have stayed by his side; and if she had fully turned, like Dracula, he would have adored whatever shred of her still remained.  In madness and in death, in happiness and sorrow, in sickness and in health - until the echoes start to sound like wedding vows. 

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First things first, cardio.

I cannot do a bunch of endurance work if I manage to max my heart rate 10 minutes into a workout.

so full of love and joy right now... i love spring and the blooms and the sun and the blue skies and the green and all the wonderful people in my life

Bimbo Update 25

It's been a busy few days. Yesterday, I discovered something fun about this top. It likes to ride up a lot. I was lying in bed, chatting with my girlfriend when I discovered that it had rieen up enough that my tits were out. I definitely need to try to find more tops like this.

Delena would have never happened without Stelena simply because going from Matt to Damon is insane. That'd be like going from soda to straight absinthe. Gotta have Stefan in the mix. Starter vamp.

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