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!
Guess who’s having a mini-camp?! Well clearly us. Buddy, Bert and I headed over to Forest Edge for a dressage camp.
Yes, you read that right. Dressage camp. Two words I wouldn’t have thought I’d be saying. I didn’t think I could do the full six lessons, so we’re here for two and a night away in Toby.
We had our first lesson this afternoon and we’ll have another one tomorrow before heading home.
Not the best planning on my part with Buddy jumping yesterday, so he was a little confused when I brought him in from the field and lead him towards the lorry.
He seemed very happy with his camp treats. The arena here seems vast with no jumps in it. That fact wasn’t lost on me or Buddy. Still it was a lovely lesson and we learnt stuff as always.
Bert has been for a good run round the forest. So many of the campers have watched him grow up too. He came for his first camp when he was six months old. He’s as much of a pro at these as Buddy and I are now.
I may only be here one night, but it’s good for my heart and soul. My legs may be telling a different story tomorrow of course…
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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