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!
OK I admit it, I really enjoyed our two flatwork lessons today. And I think Buddy did too. It’s not always been our forte, but I know that some of that is my stuff.
We practically floated round the arena. In fact, the instructor commented on how light on his feet he was today. That has not always been the case…
The word ‘delightful’ was used several times. High praise indeed!
There has been a huge shift in my riding since our last camp. Some of the feedback then was about how I can ambush Buddy sometimes. I override and can be quite ‘shouty’ with my aids. This is something I was aware of, but was stuck in a pattern.
So I took a look at it and worked out some things. Since then, I’ve been working on less being more. Giving him clear instructions and us both time to prepare.
Today’s lessons built on these intentions. I have a few more exercise to use and ways to progress them. We know I love a plan. And homework!
The biggest thing today gave me was a huge smile, tears of joy and a full heart. I adore Buddy. Today reminded me just how good it can feel to be on the same page. And believe me when I say we’ve had times where we weren’t even in the same library…
There was a lot of sweat, a few tears, but thankfully no blood! I will bank today away under ‘things we can do well’.
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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