Nourished

We’re back home after yet another brilliant training camp at Forest Edge. I need to work out how many I’ve been to there. At a rough guess, I’d say a dozen at least.

Buddy has been to lots. Bert has now been to a few. I’ve been with them both and on my own. They really are good for the soul.

This morning, we had another course jumping lesson. My biggest lightbulb moment this camp has been to keep my bottom relaxed while in the saddle. My right glut likes to get in on the act when I least expect it.

This afternoon, Buddy was very tired. So we kept it short and low key. There are still so many positives to take away from the three days, six lessons and a billion calories burned.

I rode all of the lessons in my new competition boots. They are very comfy. But definitely ‘car to bar’ boots if you get my drift. I had three lessons in my new dressage saddle. My hips are letting me know about that! It’s done wonders for my position though.

My last round of jumps felt much improved. My comfort place is to hover, so actually sitting deep in the saddle is going to take a bit of getting used to. Buddy was able to jump better as a result.

Each lessons there has been an improvement in one way or another. It’s not just about the lessons. It’s about the friendships forged over the many camps. It’s wonderful catching up with people from previous camps and meeting new people. It’s nourished my soul, brain and body. I love it when someone else feeds me.

I’m tired, but a good tired. Buddy will sleep well tonight. Bert is already asleep. I won’t be far behind.