It’s official. Global warming is in full swing. At least it was today in San Francisco.

The temp hit 74* downtown, breaking the old record of 67* set in 1948.

What I want to know is how were all those people able to find shorts in their closet on such short notice? My closet is not nearly that organized. It took me 10 minutes just to find a SHORT sleeved shirt. I’m not entirely sure I even own a pair of shorts…other than those lovely tri-shorts which I only wear at night when I run. In the dark.

I digress.

It was a stunningly beautiful day. I knew it was going to be perfection when the wispy clouds turned all soft pink in the early morning. You know when it’s just starting to lighten up and the sky is that robin egg blue that just breaks your heart? It was like that.

I had to go see Now Voyager. Yes, had to. As in a need that must be filled. There is no better way to start the day than with a horse ride.

I’d love to say that our ride was a thing of beauty, but not so much. Anke, world’s best dressage trainer, is pushing me and Now Voyager to get our act together sooner during each ride…and keep it together.

So I was asking for more from Mr. NV and he was protesting. He is, after all is said and done, happiest grazing in his green fields. And he really only tolerates my requests because he’s a good-natured boy who doesn’t mind working. Except when he does.

Yep, that’s my horse. An enigma wrapped up in a condundrum. The point being that today he never really bought off on my plan to ride with a good forward tempo and a nice big stride. And balanced. On the bit and with good flexion and bend. Nope, pretty much none of those things happened.

That’s the great thing about riding, even when things go sideways most every moment is heaven anyway. Well, at least for horse crazy girls like me. So the morning was fabulous! And afterwards Now Voyager got to go play in his pasture and eat all the green grass he could find.