Vermont has been getting a nearly record heat wave these last few days, which will continue through Friday. Yesterday was the peak. Tristan seemed to handle it quite nicely, thankfully, not sweating standing around – I was worried enough to text the barn manager, who told me to quit worrying.
However, I got to the barn and it was still 75. And I’d fussed on the way there about how I wasn’t getting enough exercise personally.
Solution: put a halter on him and march alongside him.
We did just under two miles of road walking together, down a 1/2 mile spur and then 1/4 of a mile up a steep grade of dirt road. Tris would rather not have done the hill part, though after a few minutes of road walking he seemed to shrug and accept that this is what his silly human had him doing for the evening.
I felt good about the work he did and the way I was able to encourage more march in hand. He blew out and farted and was even licking and chewing a little bit, so his body eased into the work as well. I also felt good about my own exercise goals, really feeling like I’d gotten in more movement than I would have otherwise. Win-win!