It’s the second week in a row. I’ve been down in my lower extremities with muscle aches and pains. Three ping pong size muscle cramps. The massage therapist has been slowly working these little buggers out. The pain, while massaging these areas are excruciating. I’m quite sure this happened when I was under my horses. You have to give Farriers the props they deserve. It’s a physically challenging occupation. And most of the ones I’ve encountered are nearly half my age and much stronger than I ever was at their age. I’m not one to give up though. I did plug away early this morning on my mare. I pulled up the mounting block close to her, placed it near her front leg, sat my happy ass down on the block and rasped away at the over grown heel. Thank God for the small favors he has bestowed on me in my hour of stupidity. She stood quietly and patiently while humoring my need to “get’er done” mode. I can’t say enough about this mare. She certainly has a easy way of doing exactly what I need at the right time.