Bruiser

Buddy chose to show his appreciation to me for paying for his massage today in a rather unusual way. No, he didn’t shower me with love and affection. He threw his head about and smacked me on the bridge of my nose! Ouch!!

My poor nose has been battered a few times now. The first time was horse related, the second was NHS related and the third was cat related.

The NHS straightened my rather broken nose after I came off a horse and shattered the bridge of my nose. In fact it was straighter than before. You could say I got a free nose job.

The third time was more embarrassing as I accidentally head butted my cat Lister. It was one of those unrepeatable things. We just clashed! Unfortunately, I was in London the next day to meet my new boss. I guess turning up with two black eyes was a bit of an icebreaker!!

Let’s hope that I don’t have the same look tomorrow…

War wounds

I started the day with a yoga class. And definitely felt quite a few tight bits. So feeling that right now. Also managed to hurt my hand. Only I could damage myself coming out of the toilet rather than the yoga class!

The door was designed for right handed people so when I opened it with my left hand I got it trapped between the door and the wall. Bad design but there you go. It is sore, but I’ll live. Still I’m sure I’ll feel the benefits of the yoga class…

Battle scars

Well today’s show jumping was definitely a tale of two halves. We headed to Easton for Carlton Riding Club’s show. It was more like an eventer trail today and quite a testing track. Buddy seemed up for it in the warm up so I thought we were in for a good round. I’d entered the 70 and 80 as he’s been jumping so well recently.

He was flying till we reached number 8. When suddenly I was flying solo. Landed on the wing and got myself a bit tangled in the poles.

It’s never good when you have to walk out of the arena. But still we were both OK. It’s also never good when the photographer tells you she got a great sequence of my fall. 🤦🏻‍♀️

Quick regroup in the warm up where he felt OK. Decided to drop the 80 and ask if I could go round the 70 again HC instead.

After some pointers from Lewis, we entered the ring again. And this time made it round with 8 faults (4 of which were definitely my fault). 👏🏻

He jumped everything. Including a triple, a house and lots of XC style jumps.

Overall, I’m looking at the positives. I guess I just need to think HC every time. I know I get a bit competitive sometimes.

Bruises and grazes heal. One day I know it will all come together again. Till then, we’ll just have to keep trying.

Bruises

I’m currently sporting another corker of a bruise thanks to horses. And this one was so innocuous too. Buddy nudged me on Sunday as we were waiting between classes. He sent me flying, right into a wooden fence post. I banged my elbow but thought nothing of it.

Unfortunately my arm has other ideas and is rather black and blue. Good job I’ve got lots of arnica!