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 had a rather Practical Pip day today. Lots of little jobs sorted out. One was to move my saddle pole to give my dressage saddle a bit more space. So ladies and gentleman, I give you Fairfax Corner.
I was quite impressed with myself. No injuries and only a minimal amount of huffing and puffing. The same couldn’t be said for the removal of one of the saddle poles in my lorry’s tack locker. It has four saddle poles fitted in it. But the likelihood of me ever needing that many saddles is highly unlikely. So I thought I’d take two out. Great idea huh?!
Well the first one I couldn’t get any of the screw to move. So thought I’d start with the other one. Managed to get three of the four screws out. The last one wasn’t budging. So I got a hacksaw to cut threw it. Clearly the screw knew the game was up as it miraculously started to move.
At least I’ve removed one. It gives me more space to store Buddy’s boots and other stuff. The downside to two saddles is two lost of saddle pads. So actually keeping one extra pole means I can hang them over it. Clearly I wasn’t meant to remove it. Let’s go with that rather than my ineptitude with a screwdriver…
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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