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!
Today was definitely a tomato soup kinda day. It’s always my go to when I need comfort food. It reminds me of being sick as a child, getting back from riding frozen through and generally a hug in a bowl.
It’s been a sad day with two of my closest friends facing losses today. My heart goes out to them both.
Life can be so joyous. And sad all at the same time. Enjoy the ride people.
Today has been one of ‘those days’. You know the one. The one where you feel like you’ve moved stuff around but not really gotten anywhere. The one where you feel like you’ve spent most of it on the phone to various customer services people. And still not gotten anywhere.
Yes it was one of those days. Things I have learned today….
Some systems are just flawed. Once you’re in them, it’s ridiculously hard to get out. 🤬
Energy prices are insanely expensive. 😱
Airlines can cancel your flight and leave you stranded. But it’s OK cause you can get a refund. 🤦🏻♀️
Customer Services is a bloody hard job.
So after several fruitless conversations, I headed out for a hack to clear my head. It was a glorious day with lots of autumn sunshine.
I was meant to be eventing today. I’m still recovering from this cold so I had to withdraw. I knew my energy levels weren’t there to do my best. So what’s the next best thing – grooming instead!
Headed over to Blackwater to support a friend. Eventing makes me happy. So even if I couldn’t compete, it was great to be back out with horses.
Found out it’s World Mental Health Day. Seems right that I talk about how horses are my coping mechanism when life is tough. Horses have saved me from myself more times than I care to mention.
Mental Health isn’t obvious. It isn’t straightforward. It is something we all have.
Make sure you’re looking after yours. Do what makes you feel good. Be with people who make you feel good. But most importantly be kind – to yourself and others.
I fear I may be reaching midlife. Or having some sort of crisis?! I needed a new cover for my washing line. So treated myself to a new one. And matching peg bag.
This makes me so happy. I’m owning this moment. If you don’t get it, one day you may. 😂
Ruth and I headed to Holkham Hall today. It’s the first time either of us had been there. My goodness it didn’t disappoint. We wandered round the grounds for hours.
They have a the walled garden. All 6 acres of it! It was stunning too.
Finally we wandered down to the beach. It always takes my breath away. Rather easier today with my cold / cough combo.
It lifted my mood and the sea air has helped my lungs too.
Woke up feeling a bit better today. So, of course, I totally overdid it in my excitement. 🤦🏻♀️
I also had some healing needles from Colette. They definitely helped.
This evening I took Ruth to meet the other men in my life. First I took her to meet Cyril (my wisened old tree) for a hug. Then on to meet the main man himself, Buddy. He was overjoyed to see me, pausing from inhaling his hay for at least 30 seconds! 🤪
It was about 3/4 of the way back that I felt my energy tank drain. So back on the sofa and another early night for me…. It’s progress.
Sometimes you just have to admit defeat, head to the sofa and watch a Disney film.
Not my best day. Felt quite low today so lots of tears this morning. Like my body needs to expel more fluids (yes, I am still with snot). I’m frustrated with it all. I know that I get like this when I’m ill. I also know it will pass and I’ll be back to normal service soon.
Nurse Hugo has been very attentive. His purrs are definitely healing. 😍
Good news is that this remedy is helping my cold. Bad news is that I still feel crappy. My Mum swears by it. It smells like it could strip varnish. It tastes about the same. But if it works, I’ll keep taking it.
Anyone else have any tried and tested family remedies?! I want this gone… 🤧
So today saw the return of Pip’s Sanatorium as I woke up full of cold and feeling decidedly crappy. Not a clue where it’s come from but it’s not Covid. That would be very unfortunate for me to get it twice.
My plans for showjumping had to be scrapped and I retreated back to bed.
Thankfully the weather was glorious so it was kinda nice to sit in the sunshine. Feeling like I’ve been punched repeatedly in the face right now. Not that I’d know what that feels like. This is what I’d imagine it feels like anyway.
Hoping that more sleep will mean it goes as quickly as it arrives. It’s been ages since I was sick. Still not a fan…