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!
Have you ever walked the same route and suddenly spotted something new? That’s what happened on our walk today. Funny how it happens.
Bert and I headed out post-rain. The ground smelt earthy and it was so fresh I almost needed another layer. After weeks of no rain, you could almost hear the ground drinking it in. We’ve had a good amount so far.
Isn’t it odd that we Brits normally curse the rain. Give us a drought and suddenly we’re all celebrating. I will continue my rain dances for a bit longer. I’ve been loving hearing the thunder rumble too. Remind me if this when I am knee deep in mud, frozen to the bone and drenched come Winter.
As I walked along soaking up the freshness, I spotted this dead tree. Now clearly it’s been there a long time. And hasn’t just died. But I’ve never noticed it before. Maybe it was the light, but it really stood out.
Just goes to show that there is beauty hidden in plain sight all around us. If we stop and look.
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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