Mud and Hair

I love the spring for many reasons. Daylight savings time marks the official start of spring. More light = more energy and more time in the day = more horse time = happy Farm Girl! I can now depart the law office at a normal end-of-the-work-a-day hour, get home to feed the herd, and still have time to go for a ride, go for a jog, or both! It is, in a word, divine.

Not that I will actually ride and/or jog every day, but knowing that I could if I choose to is half the battle. And I do plan to try. Among my infinite list of headache inducing list of things to plan, calendar, and accomplish includes not only getting myself fit for a spring 5k and a summer 10k (remember this is the 30 by 30 blog, too); I also have the somewhat daunting task of getting and keeping 7 horses at least passably fit after a long, cold winter. Bring on the (paying!) students and riding friends who come out of the woodwork as the mercury rises like frisbee tossers on college quads. I'm going to need all the help I can get.

Oh, the title of this blog. I completely skipped those two topics. In short, those are the two things that I hate about spring. And I'm already beginning to live in small piles of both. I'm not much of a cleaner, but I think I'll develop a new passion fighting the dirt and mud that make their way into my home on a daily basis and the air thick with the fuzz of the shedding beasties that fill my life. Or else I'll just succumb to it. No, no, that is simply not an option. I maintain that I can be the farm girl who has a generally clean house and a closet full of stilettos that DO still see the light of day!

Back to work. I'm kind of swamped with it this week. I guess that's a good thing.