Thursday night lessons are always a little rough. It's the end of the week, my calves are sore, and freaking work. I love work- I just don't love airfreighting product that doesn't end up shipping. Holy moly I almost cried a little bit today.
And it's funny- Ells and I don't tend to get along that well at the end of a long day. I'm tired and she thinks she's getting an extra vacation day. While she seems excited to see me I'm sure she's like, "Oh Man. Right when I'm eating dinner. Really? Every time."
Kelly is back for a few weeks between shows and I wanted to get some ride time with her but totally wussed out of doing real jumps and ended up trotting a few crossrails. Kinda fail? I begged into her 11am lesson on Saturday and I am bound and determined to keep up. Or at least I will be until Saturday at 10:45.
Ah well. Enjoyed getting some ride time in. Per the usual Ellie is cute.