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!
So I’ve been processing today. It’s something I have to do from time to time. I woke up feeling rather sore after my falls yesterday as well as a bit disheartened. So I took some time this morning to work through it.
Buddy is such an important part of my life. Doing well together makes me feel good about myself. So when I have disappointments like yesterday, the self-doubt creeps in. Am I a good enough rider? Will we achieve the goals I’ve set us? Can my dreams come true? I started down a bit of a rabbit hole if I’m honest.
As a rider, I look to myself first. Did he pick up on my nerves and apprehensions? Could I have ridden better? You know the sort of thing. But honestly, I think we both just had a bad day. And we’ll learn from it.
It’s easy to focus on the things that didn’t go well. Or how far the goals seem. But sometimes we forget the 10,000 little steps we take along the way. I sat and looked at the pictures on our Wall of Fame, the rosettes we’ve won and videos of us in action. We’ve succeeded before. We will succeed again!
I’m proud of me for getting back on the horse, literally and metaphorically. It’s important to me. So I’m happy to put in the time and effort needed. Just wish it didn’t come with so many bruises sometimes…
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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