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!
I think it’s safe to say that our mini-break is working. I got the best night’s sleep for a long time. I can feel my shoulders relaxing and my stress melting away. Peckmoor Farm is the perfect antidote to a very challenging few weeks.
Bert and I went for a long walk this morning. There’s a secure field where he has zoomies. It’s lambing time, so the fields are full of frolicking lambs. Thankfully the only frolicking Bert did was in the secure area round the lodge I’m staying in. He’s having a fun time too.
I met the owners of this wonderful place at the first Conference I did. Every year they come and say hello. And check if I’ve eaten or not. Usually the answer is not to that one.
So when I saw them last November and they asked when I was coming to see them, I said March. And here I am. It’s absolutely breathtaking.
After our walk, I sat on the deck with my coffee listening to the sheep, birds and cows and feeling the sun on my face. They have horses and donkeys too. I haven’t met all of the animals yet.
Not sure where today has gone really. Let’s just say, it’s been very chilled indeed. It’s very true what they say that almost everything will work again if you unplug it, including you.
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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