Welcome to blog! I started it in 2020 to chart my recovery from breaking my ankle (hence the name). I guess no-one saw a global pandemic coming. It's turned into a place where I can talk about the things happening in my life, my horse and my cats. Enjoy!
After the hysterics of yesterday it was good to have a calmer day. But I still got to leave the house.
My friend picked me up and drove me down to the allotments for a walk with her dog. Well, I say walk, I crutched my way to a park bench and watched her walk and her whippet zoom around.
The wind was bracing, but I was so good to feel the sun on my face. I accidentally took this picture somehow. Just look at how blue the sky is!
I know I say it a lot, but getting outside in the fresh air really is the best thing to lift your spirits.
I then had a phone coaching session with Stephen Woolston Coach and Trainer. It really helped to calm the noise in my head and make sense of the thoughts. The biggest take outs are that everything that has happened is nothing to do with me. None of it is my fault so there’s no need for me to beat myself up about it. I guess I knew this, but to hear someone impartial say it really helped to reinforce it. More ammunition next time Rover comes to play.
I’ve also decided to park looking for a new job until I’m healed. So March at the earliest. I will be in a better headspace to make rational and balanced decisions about my future. I’m feeling good about that decision. Of course if an amazing opportunity comes along before then….
So 2020 was going to be my year. The year I got my life sorted after being served redundancy notice from my job in November 2019. The year I ticked off more things from my horsey bucket list. The year I got my mental health back under control and reduced stress in my life.
I had a plan. And it was a good one. Then the plan changed dramatically on 2 January. I came off my horse at speed and broke my ankle. Badly. Like all good equestrians, I got back on and rode back to the yard, sorted Buddy out and then drove myself to A&E. That’s where this journey really began...
I was sent home from A&E and told to crack on, only to receive a phone call later to say they’d missed a fracture (and a rather serious one at that). Whoops! So fracture clinic on 3 January, surgery on 5 January and home to recover.
I started this blog as a way to chart my recover back to the saddle. As I cleared clinics and competitions out of my diary and wondered what the next few months would bring, it's been a safe space for me to say how I'm feeling.
The new plan was to get a new job, to keep Buddy is kept ticking over and recover from my injury. Another good plan! I didn't expect a global pandemic, lockdown and all that happened in 2020.
This blog has changed over time but it's continued to be my safe space to share the things going on in my life, with Buddy and the cats. Enjoy!
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