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!
Some of you may remember that last year I signed up to be a BSJA Trainee Judge. That was before my Mum died and Storm Bert arrived. Those two things, amongst a host of other things, meant I never actually started the training.
Today I did! I did my first full day shadowing in the judges box at Forest Edge. I got to observe from the clear round all the way up to 140cm! Flipping heck that looks massive, even from such an elevated height. There was some very stylish riding. There were also some very green horses. Even at the higher levels. Makes you realise that everyone can have a bad day.
My brain is mush, I learnt so much about the rules, the etiquette, course design and so much more. It’s really one of those ‘the more you know, the more you realise you know nothing’ kinda situations.
Overall I really enjoyed it though. So that’s good.
I’m still not feeling 100% and now I’ve done something to my ribs too. I sneezed on the drive back and the pain was intense! Is it possible to pull a muscle in your rib cage?! As if that wasn’t bad enough, I now have hiccups… Honestly, you couldn’t make it up. More volterol for me.
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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